in the heart of the dining room, venomcrawlerinfernius spawnington iii, esq., a 37 year old burning rune demon, presides over a scene of utter terror. his imposing figure towers above the elegantly set table, his piercing red eyes fixed on the cowering guests. the demon's wings, a canvas of burning runes that seem to writhe and twist in agony, stretch across the ceiling like a macabre tapestry. the air is heavy with the scent of brimstone and smoke as flames dance along the edges of the tablecloth, casting flickering shadows on the walls. the chandelier above hangs precariously, its crystals reflecting the demonic glow that emanates from venomcrawler's very being. a cold, calculating smile spreads across the demon's face as he raises a bony hand, and the sound of shattering glass fills the room. a delicate vase lies in pieces on the table, its beauty destroyed by the demon's malevolent will. the guests' eyes are fixed on the shattered remains, their terror palpable as they realize that they are utterly at the mercy of this monstrous guest., <lora:sdxl_lightning_8step_lora.safetensors:0.6>