An imposing knight in intricate ice armor stands in a snowy landscape, wielding a blazing, fiery sword.

armor appears as if carved from a single glacier, with intricate frost patterns that shift and flow like living artwork across the surface. Icicles hang from their pauldrons and helm like crystalline spears, and their breath creates clouds of diamond dust in even the warmest air. Beneath the frozen helm, their eyes burn with an otherworldly blue-white light—the only warmth they can still feel. Frostfire Eternity rests eternally at their side, its blade a mesmerizing contradiction. The steel seems to flicker between states—one moment blazing with celestial fire that throws golden light across ice-crusted surfaces, the next radiating cold so intense it turns the air itself to snow. When drawn, the sword hums with cosmic energy, leaving trails of both flame and frost in its wake. See more