Time passed, an unknown amount of it...
"It's your turn, young Titan, are you ready?"
"Hmm!" Muria gazed into the Eternal Flame at the melting legendary metal, nodding her head.
"A small reminder for you, the process will be quite painful."
Muria tugged at the corner of her mouth, "Hurry up."
"As you wish!"
Under Muria's feet, the altar abounded with a brilliant spirit light from array patterns, countless streaks of light shot out, slashing across Muria's body.
"Pff! Pff! Pff…" Beneath these radiating lights, Muria's constitution, being even stronger than when she was of Gold Rank, offered no resistance and was easily pierced.
The light gold blood sprayed out, and dense wounds appeared on every inch of Muria's skin. The young Titan teenager let out a muffled grunt of pain amongst this flurry of attacks. The slender, pervasive wounds on her body reminded her of a form of punishment from her previous life - death by a thousand cuts.
