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Short or not, the fact that it had happened had been more than enough for the maddened aesir, removed from his godly status by the whisper of a mortal. And now their kin, the creatures that rose above all others to become the dominant form of life on this wretched rock, had created another mortal with demon blood in his veins. And the unspoken permission to wield a powerful weapon like mjolnir.

Hands bound to the hammer, Odinson’s first instinct was to pry it free from his hold, snapping fingers like twigs as need be. But, as the weapon’s magicks began to restore its wielder, the blond found he was unable to slacken his grip, turning instead to another idea; pummelling Ky’s face.

Moving into position, he was poised to rain down a series of strikes when the mallet struck him in the chest, a gentle strike that, like before, sends him flying towards the nearest wall, the structure crumbling around him from impact. Downed for what felt like five minutes, but was only a fifth of the time, the bits of rubble fly out in all directions as the Odinson stands on shaky feet, swaying noticeably. The faint outline of mjolnir had marked his chest where it had struck.

“Ky’lar! You insufferable cur! Return thine hammer back to me at ONCE.”

_{“you want the hammer?” a question he knew the absolute answer to. thor was unworthy, it didn’t want him, but he wanted the object back. a weapon to build or destroy. funny, ky always thought he’d be the one on the receiving end of it. stuck under it’s weight and unable to move.}

_{those days were long passed – he’d learned and he wouldn’t go back to how he was. no, not while he had it in his grasp, but even ky knew the hammer was just a tool. he didn’t need – not really, but it helped.} 

_{so, if thor wanted the hammer back? he’d give it to him. just… not in the way he thought as he made his way towards the other. true, this was a risky play, but it was worth it. it had to be in all reality.}

_{“then have it!” shortly after his words, he threw mjolnir right at the other’s chest. it was a way to keep the other down and also show just who was more worthy of it. at least for the moment.}