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"{Heavenly Smith}!"
FLAAASH!
The figure of a giant blacksmith, made of black, purple, and red flames, manifested within Surtr's Aura—almost materializing—as the materials around him were quickly forged into new limbs.
FLUOSH!
The specters, and even the cursed miasma-imbued wood and paper surrounding him, alongside the Paint Spirit Beasts he had just killed, were drawn into the forging.
"W-What are you doing now?!"
Ame-no-Koyane quickly summoned giant swords made of silver and black ink, unleashing a rain of blades toward Surtr from every angle.
CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!
"RAAAAAHHHHH!"
Surtr roared amidst the blades covering his body, his entire being twisting into a mass of black ink. His hands overflowed with the power he had stolen from his foe, though it was consuming him.
"W-WHAT?! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?!"
Ame-no-Koyane screamed in horror and disbelief as Surtr revealed his darkest side—his monstrous self, which he had always kept in check.
