Twilight is not forged, but Surtur is here even so, and stands untouched by the best efforts of Asgardian sorcery and power, commanding the swarms of fire demons that stream onto the field around him, seemingly endless in number.
The more sorcerous of them weave complex fire spells, some simply as offensive weapons to batter the gates, while others are hypnotic patterns, intended to freeze warriors where they stand until overrun. Others are flames which sweep in sheets over the field, harming foes, but healing fire demons.
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