Intro Music:
Finishing the incantation...*my eyes roll into the back of my head like The Undertaker from WWE*
Blasphemia the Great....Rise....NOW. *stomps my foot and a small tremor is felt as a GIANT, WALKING SINNING TREE rises behind Cole, with a sword in one hand. Sinning tree roots cover his entire body, being able to be regrown instantly if destroyed, and expanded/retreated as necessary....along with Blasphemia's arrival, without delay, an intense wave of Sinning Tree roots instantaneously crashes down upon Cole, swallowing him up into an eternal Tsukuyomi with each sinning tree root eating up his life force, covering him up more and more in more roots...almost neverending....*
*exhales heavily, wiping sweat from my forehead*
Blasphemia the Great....has risen once more....
*As I see the roots quickly coming out of the ground (due to my increased synapses, I have a bit better reaction), I quickly cover my body in an incredible electrical aura, fending off the tendrils of your beast from harming me directly, as it engulfs me; that is, while I let it surround me, I keep my aura strong enough to incinerate the plants if they get to near my skin.
Suddenly, though, vapor starts pouring from the inside of Blasphimia...and a ice longsword pierces it's torso from the inside, covered in flowing electricity.
An icy gauntlet with razor-sharp claws reaches through, severing the tendrils of that foolishly try to engulf it - the various razor spikes sever the tendril as the Knightly armor steps out of the beast, so you can see it in it's full glory.
I can be seen on the inside of the translucent ice, a ball of crackling energy in my hands. I am in the very center of the titans chest, beneath rock-hard layers of ice, the kind of which is found in the arctic. With an entire body made of this frozen stone, sleekly crafted to create a smooth surface, the armor flows smoothly, allowing the beast to move; a vapor pours off the beast - both from it's sub-zero temperatures causing condensation, it's armor self-rearing, and increasing it's durability.
Lightning coats the beast, the razor sharp sword made of crystalline ice crawling with thunderbolts. The streamlined yet dense armor, crackling with lightning, has a temperature that freezes the very air, the combination of the icy temperature and my sun-hot lightning being more than ample to cut through the beasts plants. With the long-sword held in it's right hand, and a five-fingered razor gauntlet on the other, my 18ft armor stands tall and powerfully.
I have complete control - with ice constantly repairing itself and replacing itself for maximum strength, it's practically immune to various statuses - and the lightning coating it would give anyone touching it a nasty bite...that's in addition, to a nasty case of frost bite.
As if for extra flare, a large amount of electricity jumps from the grid, now coating my Titan in the same electrical aura I had.
A booming voice is heard.*
"I've got a few new powers, as well, Miss."
