A scout trooper stands in the middle of an ancient stone courtyard, gripping an absurdly massive, glowing fantasy sword with both hands. The blade is taller than he is, radiating a faint mystical aura, and its intricate, rune-covered hilt looks designed for a much larger warrior. His stance is slightly off-balance, as if struggling to lift it, while the tip of the weapon digs slightly into the cracked stone ground. A grand castle looms in the distance, its banners fluttering in the wind.<lora:SCOUTTROOPER_FLUX>

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