*screams as mask cracks from my hands* *the sword hits its mark cracks the mask even further* *I finally pry the mask off, and all the fire around me disappears* *my body's skin tone gains a little bit of colour, but still retains the image of ash* *my eyes flutter, and then return back to normal* *coughs blood and black cinders* Oh... I despise that thing... *crawls to swords with no feet, but ash begins to gather to it and form new ones*