"A lone swordsman stands in a misty bamboo forest, surrounded by tall, swaying stalks that filter shafts of golden and emerald light. Sword light and bamboo shadows interweave across the scene — every movement precise, elegant, and deadly. The swordsman’s blade glows faintly as it slices through the air, scattering falling leaves and motes of light. The atmosphere is serene yet tense, where nature and lethal intent merge in perfect harmony. Soft mist curls around the swordsman’s feet, and the filtered sunlight creates intricate patterns of shadow and motion, evoking balance, discipline, and silent powe