John Constantine plays Poker with Demons

In a dimly lit room shrouded in a hazy aura of infernal flames, John Constantine, the chain-smoking master of the dark arts, sits at a weathered poker table. Opposite him, grotesque demons with fiery eyes, gnarled horns, and jagged claws clutch their cards with twisted smirks. The stakes are higher than life itself—souls, secrets, and perhaps Constantine’s own fate hang in the balance. A half-empty whiskey glass rests at his side, the smoke from his cigarette curling upwards, blending into the room's oppressive atmosphere. Constantine’s expression is equal parts confidence and mischief as he slyly eyes his opponents, ready to bluff even the devil himself.