'If something goes wrong, no one will recognize the Prime Engine from its description, but Surtr and the others are hard to miss. This must look like a squabble between cursed objects so that no one will suspect their involvement.' Lith thought.
<"Then I'll tear you apart until your core is exposed and throw you to the gods-damned Council. I can't kill you but they can seal you for a very long time. Do yourself a favor and get lost."> The Elemental Lord said.
<"Make me."> Tendrils of gold-veined white stone erupted from the Engine's right hand and took the form of a scaled-up version of the Fury.
A blade was pointless against an enemy with no vitals and whose body was made of solid stone. Lith and Solus knew that and had reshaped Double Edge to host the Fury instead of Ragnarök.
<"You are not worthy of my spells!"> Argantyr infused himself with all the elements, charging at the Engine like an angry bull.
