Thor Katla has become the living conduit of the storm. Her body and armor now appear seamless — as if her very skin has hardened into living storm-forged metal, etched with glowing blue lightning veins that shift with her heartbeat. Yet her face remains unmistakably human: pores, wet skin, freckles, raw emotion. Her glowing storm-blue eyes are alive with layered refractions, never flat. Her wet hair streams wildly in the gale. She raises her head against the fury of the sea as lightning arcs across her body like living veins. IMAX cinematic realism, photoreal detail, alive, raw, a goddess made flesh in the storm.