When Fang Zheng returned to the Firelink Altar, the Fire Keeper had already been waiting there for him.
"You've come, Lord of Ash."
"I've come."
Looking at the Fire Keeper before him, Fang Zheng instinctively placed his hands into hers. Soon, he saw a small burning flame emerge from the Fire Keeper's hands, dancing and soaring towards the flame he had once kindled.
"Whooosh!"
As the small flame merged with the fireball on the altar in front of Fang Zheng, the fist-sized fireball suddenly expanded, a circle of bright red radiance spreading out from the center of the fireball and swiftly dispersing in all directions. Wherever it reached, Fang Zheng saw the black viscous substance that had been clinging to the ground and walls around being consumed and purified by the flames. In just a moment, the area around the altar had been completely cleared, revealing the original, lavishly intricate patterns.
