"I have decided."
Iwan looked at Blaze and then the silver sword.
"Since you have asked for a powerful and terrifying name, I will give you one. A name so powerful and terrifying that even the Gods would tremble."
Iwan mumbled while staring at the sword with a grin. He was answering the sword with overflowing confidence.
"From now on, you will be, Widow Maker."
Iwan decided, and the name was so shockingly terrifying that even Blaze was forced to spit out a mouthful of blood.
Blaze was trembling just like Iwan had just said.
"You fool. Are you intentionally trying to fail the naming by giving it such a fucked up name? There is no way such a divine sword will accept such an absurd name."
Iwan only shook his head at the shouting of the acclaimed God of Fire, who had lost his cool without seeing the result.
"Who said that I would fail?"
Iwan laughed like a crazy maniac while raising the silver sword.