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Surtr's fists tore through the Demons, their bodies erupting into white flames. Then, the flames began to shift—turning golden. Ame-no-Koyane's eyebrows lifted. For a moment, he saw something. Golden fire surged, spreading across the Demons and consuming them. Their bodies twisted, screamed, and vanished.
Ame-no-Koyane's eyes widened. He saw it: Surtr's broken, crumbling body was glowing. Not with cursed power, but something else. Something beyond divinity. The old Kami stepped back, his monstrous arm trembling. Surtr's shattered form began to rise, golden veins pulsing through cracked skin.
BAAM! BAAM! BAAM!
Surtr was being attacked from every direction. His body was bitten, slashed, and bleeding constantly.
And yet...
"For my sisters... for my brothers..."
