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Prompt: Leona felt the storm's power surge through her, a heady mix of excitement and fear. "We shall stand as one, a beacon of hope against the dark," she replied, her eyes blazing with determination.
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Model: Absolute Reality V1.6

Prompt:

Leona felt the storm's power surge through her, a heady mix of excitement and fear. "We shall stand as one, a beacon of hope against the dark," she replied, her eyes blazing with determination.
Width: 512
Height: 512
Scale: 2
Steps: 25
Seed: 313441524
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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