Khthonia with her commanding beauty showcasing the Obsidian Sacrificial Knife

Khthonia stands poised, a vision of dark mystique and commanding beauty, her figure illuminated by the flickering flames of the temple torches. The obsidian sacrificial knife rests delicately in her hands, cradled as though it is both a sacred relic and an extension of her own being. Its black, glassy blade gleams in the shifting firelight, catching faint violet and crimson hues as though it absorbs the very essence of the temple’s energy. The intricate runes etched along the knife’s surface seem to shimmer and pulse, whispering secrets from another realm. The hilt, wrapped in smooth, blackened leather, fits perfectly in her slender fingers, a testament to its craftsmanship. At the base of the hilt, a crescent moon symbol, embossed in polished bronze, glints softly, mirroring the pendant that hangs at Khthonia’s throat. Her hands, marked with faint ritualistic symbols and ash from previous ceremonies, hover just above the blade’s edge, a gesture of reverence and control.