Rumi repeatedly bashes her bare fists against the crackling purple barrier, her face twisting in pure agony. Her glowing white tattoos pulse erratically, sending sparks flying every time she strikes the magical wall. The purple flames lick the edges of the sphere, creating a swirling, suffocating vortex around her. The camera holds a steady, locked-off shot. No background music.
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