(An extra update for Christmas today! Show me some love too, everyone!)
Amid the wails of the ten condemned prisoners, Dreamfyre and the other dragons unleashed searing dragonfire. Within moments, they had reduced the prisoners to ash.
Danyla's chanting rose even higher, and the two Valyrian steel swords began humming inside the sword forge. The scraps beside them had already begun to melt.
As Danyla finished her seventh repetition, a sudden flash of understanding came to her. Without hesitation, she kicked the Faceless Man, with most of his body still remaining, into the sword forge.
The blazing furnace fire and dragonfire were forcibly suppressed by some strange power the moment the Faceless Man's body caught fire. The dazzling flames instantly dimmed.
At the sight, the corners of Danyla's mouth curled upward. She chanted her Valyrian incantation even louder. Dreamfyre, already linked to Danyla's mind, let out a piercing roar, then suddenly spewed a stream of deep blue-black dragonfire.
Next, a blue-black glow began to appear in Aposos's bronze dragonfire, while Himolos's orange-red flames gradually turned scarlet.
Even under such intense heat, the Faceless Man, with only most of his body remaining, did not die immediately. He continued to utter horrific screams until his entire body turned to ash. Then it became a stream of dark energy that flowed into one of the Valyrian steel swords, turning it pitch-black.
The apprentice smiths watching nearby, along with Harold and the others, noticed nothing of this bizarre spectacle. Even Master Ohn only vaguely sensed something.
But the three Faceless Men saw it all clearly. As worshippers of the Faceless God, they were all too familiar with his power.
The power that had erupted just now unmistakably belonged to the god they worshipped, yet their master's soul had been absorbed directly into that Valyrian