Mjölnir remained motionless on the bench for several seconds, as if carefully analyzing Yamato's new form. The hammer had spent enough time linked to Vergil to understand the katana's extremely possessive personality perfectly, but even she seemed to need a moment to process the fact that the refined, silent, normally elegant sword now had legs, arms, a voice of her own, and a body that definitely did not match the austere image she tried to project.
Then a female voice came directly from the hammer.
"You got pretty slutty with that extravagant body."
Vergil stopped.
Niddrog turned her head.
Crymsaria broke into an enormous grin.
Nivara covered her mouth.
Mjölnir continued, completely fearless of the consequences.
"All that refined-katana elegance went straight to hell."
Yamato's face went blank.
For approximately two seconds.
Then her expression changed.
"Hey! Hey, can you all hear me?!" Mjölnir said when she realized it, but it was already too late.
