The banshee's sorrowful countenance contorts into a visage of furious madness, her eyes ablaze with an unearthly fire. With clenched fists and a wild mane of hair that defies any breeze, she lurches forward, unleashing a deafening roar. As if in a macabre dance, the ethereal flesh of her face begins to peel away, revealing the spectral essence beneath, while phantom flames flicker and dance within her hollow eye sockets.
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