Kapitel 258: 4.10.2 Caught up.

A false face to create a falsehood. Max threw Crow's face which he cut with his blade onto the fallen tree without a hint of emotion. 

It was good that Crow was asleep, unaware of the horrors his body was experiencing and the kind that Max must have experienced himself. 

Then after rubbing the balm that he crow made before, Max stuck the cow's skin on Crow's head, while speaking in bizarre words that were too alien for me to understand. 

Following this, the huge amount of mysterious aura that surrounded the two converged over Crow's body, entering and then changing it. 

Of course, this included the cow skin over his head, which slowly started to merge with his body. Twisting and turning into what Crow used to look like before.

"It's done," Max said, feeling the transparent blade in his hand somewhat heavy and soft to the touch.