Ocean Ryujin stood poised for battle, his attire a blend of elegance and command. He wore a pristine white tunic fastened with silver clasps, layered beneath a deep navy waistcoat adorned with intricate embroidery. A sweeping cloak of midnight blue, patterned with icy, arcane motifs and edged in ornate silver trim, billowed around him like a moving tapestry of winter magic.
His long, aqua-blue hair, loose and flowing to his shoulder blades, shimmered in the cold light, a delicate earcuff of fine metal resting over his right ear. The vivid aqua of his eyes mirrored the frozen waters, calm yet unyielding, while the familiar magical devices—a finely worked brooch and a pendant that seemed to hum with power—rested securely on his person, completing the look of a Dragon ready to claim victory.
