Placeholder: The Electra Daemon is a sight to behold—a creature with striking, luminescent orange eyes that pierce through the shadows. These eyes are not just for seeing but for instilling fear and asserting dominance, glowing with an intensity that suggests an unquenchable inner fire. The Daemon’s hair, a mass of metallic blue tendrils, writhes and twists as if alive, each strand a conduit for the electric energy that courses through its body. Interwoven with the hair are glowing orange filaments, adding t The Electra Daemon is a sight to behold—a creature with striking, luminescent orange eyes that pierce through the shadows. These eyes are not just for seeing but for instilling fear and asserting dominance, glowing with an intensity that suggests an unquenchable inner fire. The Daemon’s hair, a mass of metallic blue tendrils, writhes and twists as if alive, each strand a conduit for the electric energy that courses through its body. Interwoven with the hair are glowing orange filaments, adding t

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The Electra Daemon is a sight to behold—a creature with striking, luminescent orange eyes that pierce through the shadows. These eyes are not just for seeing but for instilling fear and asserting dominance, glowing with an intensity that suggests an unquenchable inner fire. The Daemon’s hair, a mass of metallic blue tendrils, writhes and twists as if alive, each strand a conduit for the electric energy that courses through its body. Interwoven with the hair are glowing orange filaments, adding t

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