An ethereal angel stands in haunting splendor, their majestic wings embodying duality: one radiant and pure, glowing with divine light, the other dark and drenched as if dipped in blood. Their celestial armor gleams with a timeless brilliance, scarred from countless battles, while a fiery sword is held aloft, radiating judgment and wrath. Their face is both beautiful and terrible, with eyes like twin galaxies—one of hope and one of sorrow. They stand amidst a stormy, otherworldly sky, where thunder cracks and light weaves through shadow, symbolizing the weight of their divine duty. The air around them hums with the resonance of ancient hymns, a song of creation and destruction. The scene evokes awe, fear, and the enigmatic power of a being caught between grace and devastation.