And the white rabbit's response came far more swiftly than anyone present had imagined.
"Everything." Frostnova replied. She instinctively glanced at Amiya, then spoke decisively. "Firelink Shrine, the City of Sin, Yhorm the Lord of Cinder, this sword, and your promise. I remember everything."
Surtr nodded. It was impossible to tell whether her expression had changed at all—her gaze shifted toward Frostnova's arm, which had once been injured in the dream world.
"Let me see." Her tone brooked no argument.
The moment Frostnova nodded, Surtr suddenly yanked up her sleeve. Fortunately, Frostnova always wore loose clothing because she ignored the cold, so the garment did not tear. Even so, the girl's slender, fair arm was exposed without the slightest concealment.
Amiya stood to the side with her mouth agape and her eyes wide. The impact was simply too overwhelming, leaving her at a loss.
When Surtr's fingers pressed against Frostnova's shoulder and arm without hesitation or restraint, the poor black rabbit's eyes practically filled with spirals and funnels!
W-what was happening!?
"It might hurt a little." Surtr looked into Frostnova's eyes as a wisp of flame ignited at her fingertip.
After Frostnova softly said, "Mm," the surging flames spread like countless writhing snakes. In an instant, they covered Frostnova's body and poured into her mouth and nose!
There was no intense heat.
Her clothes did not catch fire.
Frostnova gave a few soft hums, while her body became translucent amid the flowing flames. Countless tiny threads of fire could be seen moving between her organs and bones.
It was an examination.
The examination was aimed at every physiological structure within her body, down to the material level.
The flames continued flowing for only a dozen or so seconds. Just as they had entered, they withdrew through Frostnova's mouth and nose,