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The Bone Smith Heirmir was truly skilled. It seemed the Primus had taught her the real deal.

The "torch" Diakum needed was modified by the next day. As he had designed it, it was forged into a highly devotional-looking "cross warhammer." Its square hammerhead gleamed with platinum streams of light.

Its top had been shaped like a torch, though this special weapon had not yet been lit.

As the Bone Smith had said, even after being reshaped from a runeblade, the weapon still retained its edges. Thus, this warhammer was more like a fusion of a double-bladed battle axe and a warhammer. The sharp blades on either side of its head undoubtedly possessed an outrageously powerful armor-piercing ability.

Diakum spent some time carving the prayers from his Light and Shadow Canon into the weapon with blades of light. When the final rune was complete, the solar consecration was finished as well.

The warhammer was enveloped in sunlike flames. Especially when Dick held it, the Holy Light flowing from him ignited the torch atop the weapon, making its brilliant radiance burn like a tiny sun.

"Your Holy Light Walkers' power is far too dazzling."

The Bone Smith complained:

"I did my best to make the weapon simple and understated, just as you requested. But look at those golden consecration runes you carved onto it yourself. Then there's that burning little sun. These light-and-shadow effects are a little too flashy and gorgeous.

"No wonder my mentor once said that Holy Light Walkers were all people who pursued useless ritualistic flair. You aren't going to kneel down and pray for your own soul and your enemy's soul before every battle, are you?"

"I used to do