Two cords are strummed this time, Ragnorok growing a superheated blue-white and being wreathed in Phoenix's cobalt flames. Fenrir felt it - flames of pure hatred, twisted deformities of what was once love. But there was no empathy or mercy left, only the cruel flame of abhorrence. Fenrir's two-handed sword exploded in a blaze of blue, flames forming into a figure in front of Fenrir. The fiery silhouette looked awfully similar to Fenrir, and it gripped the sword handle he was holding on to. The doppelgänger kicked the Wolf in the stomach as he pounced away, holding a mimic of Ragnorok made out of pure blue fire in its hand. A few more strums of the guitar and ash began to form around the silhouette, settling upon it and forming skin and armour much like Fenrir's. However, the wolves inlaid into his own armour became twisted and marred. Each design was made in the likeness of a ravenous wolf, one that was subjected to great cruelty and never forgot the pain. The doppelgänger did not have a head, it bore only a skull. A skull inscribed with those same misunderstood words that were etched into Phoenix's armour. A helmet formed around the doppelgänger's head just before Fenrir saw its eyes - eyes that burned a twisted blue, a distorted reflection of the Wolf's own fire. [i]"You have great love for your God, Wolf. Allow me to show you what such passion burns into."[/i] The ashen helmet that formed over it was once more in the shape of a wolf, with its maws open over the doppelgänger's skull. It raises its own Ragnorok against Fenrir as Phoenix lets out a twisted guitar riff, sending the doppelgänger charging towards Fenrir with a downwards slash aimed to strike his right shoulder.