Stormborn Dominion

In the heart of the tempest, a warrior stands tall, riding the fury of the sea-dragon. The beast's roar thunders through the waves as it breaches the surface, its scales glistening with the sheen of wet stone. The warrior, undaunted by the turmoil, grasps the spear that channels the storm's power. Together, they embody the unyielding force of nature, a symphony of strength and fury. The turbulent sky weeps rain upon their unrelenting charge, as if the heavens themselves acknowledge their dominion over the chaotic waters. This is a moment of primal power, a dance of man and beast, where the boundaries between rider and mount blur into a singular, unstoppable force.