Koutetsu No Majo Annerose -

She was the Iron Witch —a living paradox. A creature of cold metal who commanded forbidden blood magic.

Annerose lifted her head. Rain dripped from the tip of her sharp nose and the curve of her lips. Her eyes, the color of molten copper, held no fear. Only exhaustion—and a flicker of rage that could melt steel. koutetsu no majo annerose

Annerose rose from the wreckage. The cold iron had not just sealed her; it had alloyed with her flesh. Her left arm was a lattice of black, gear-like joints that clicked when she flexed her fingers. Her veins glowed a faint, bloody crimson through her translucent, metallic skin. Her hair, once black, was now a tangle of rust-red wires. She was the Iron Witch —a living paradox