Rumi stares straight into Gwi-Ma's eyes, the two frozen in a moment of silent tension. A deep pink light illuminates the scene, giving an almost surreal air to their confrontation. Gwi-Ma's face, tinged with blue and shadow, leans toward her with a menacing intensity. Rumi, her eyes wide open, appears both surprised and determined. Her outstretched hand barely touches the demon's chest, as if to stop or sense it. The contrast between their emotions creates an electric atmosphere, suspended between danger and fascination.
