As the toxins in his body were cleared, Ashbringer's body began to change.
He had been trying to advance his constitution for some time, as it would help him reach the advancements that he needed for the next stage of his blacksmithing. However, he had never quite gotten there, and only after he was at the Darklight Host, where he had access to dense mana and lots of rare resources to work with, did he really make rapid power growth progress.
Now, with all the built up toxins and corruption purged, the advancement that he had been desperately trying for came naturally to him, and he was growing, gaining half a metre of height as his muscles filled out, and his skin turned to a deep ashen grey the colour of charcoal.
"Hey, he matches his name now!" Wendy realized.
Ashbringer laughed as the evolution continued, and then nearly choked as Remi tilted his head back and poured another potion down his throat.
"A little warning would be nice. I still have control of my arms."
