The teor Hamr spun through the air, hurtling toward Loki—only for Loki to casually catch it with one hand. No tricks, no illusions—he literally caught it, plain and simple. Tilting his head slightly, he smiled at his brother as if what he just did required no effort at all.
Thor stood frozen, stunned, unable to process what had just happened.
"Th-this... this is impossible…"
Tony Stark slowly turned his head and whispered under his breath, "Didn't you say... whoever could lift your teor Hamr would be able to rule all of Asgard?"
Thor: "..."
Loki burst into laughter like he'd just heard the funniest joke in the universe. He raised his hand, and the teor Hamr began to spin backward along the sa path Thor had just thrown it. Thor tried to reach for it, but the mont his hand made contact, he was overwheld by an unstoppable force. The power surged through his body—and in the blink of an eye, he was blasted away by his own hamr, crashing heavily into the ground.
Seeing this, Stark imdiately fired a repulsor blast from his palm toward Loki, who was seated on the throne. The beam sped toward its target—only to vanish just before reaching Loki's nose, disappearing less than a hair's breadth away.
Alarms scread inside Stark's suit. Before he could react, a brilliant golden flash erupted and struck his left flank. The impact sent him flying—he'd just been hit by his own repulsor blast.
Thor climbed to his feet, still stunned by the sheer might he had just felt. His eyes widened with shock as he looked at Loki. "Loki… Don't tell —you've stolen Father's divine power?"
A sly, uncontrollable grin appeared on Loki's face, the kind of smile that cos when your ace card is finally recognized. He rose slowly from the throne and stepped down, one deliberate footfall at a ti. Each step felt like it pressed directly against Thor's heart. The entire realm of Asgard seed to tremble under Loki's stride.
"My foolish brother," Loki said as he walked, holding Gungnir—the spear that once belonged to Odin—with ease. "I'm amazed it took you this long to realize the truth."
"Yes, I've inherited the power of the All-Father. Which ans…" His eyes glead. "Within Asgard, I am now omniscient and omnipotent. A god."
With that, Loki gently tapped Gungnir against the ground. A thunderclap split the sky, and all of Asgard seed to quake.
Thor looked at Loki with sorrow in his eyes. "I tried to trust you, Loki. I really did. But this… this crosses every line."
"Shut up!" Loki snapped, his patience wearing thin. "At this point, your words are aningless. Odin was nothing more than a deceitful old fraud who pretended to be a loving father. If you want to stop , then co at ."
He twirled Gungnir once, sending a pulse of energy rippling outward.
With a roar, Thor hurled the teor Hamr like a crashing star toward Loki's shoulder. Loki casually sidestepped it. Thor imdiately shifted into a different attack pattern.
Throughout the whole fight, Loki kept smiling, watching his brother's relentless efforts with a detached amusent. He barely moved, barely lifted Gungnir. For the first ti in many years—perhaps ever—he felt truly in control, finally standing above his brother in sheer power.
Stark launched himself into the fray. His armor flared orange as the thrusters kicked in, propelling him behind Loki. He aid another repulsor blast straight at his back.
But Loki didn't even turn. As if he had eyes on the back of his head, a shimring magical shield materialized just in ti to absorb the blow.
Then—Loki's spear shot out in a blur. Gungnir's blue energy blade arced through the air like lightning and struck Stark right in the abdon. The spear carved through his armor like it was paper, cutting deep into his side and leaving a brutal gash.
Stark clenched his jaw in pain, crashing awkwardly to the ground. The suit's auto-injection system deployed a painkiller, giving him so relief—but Gungnir's raw energy had wreaked havoc on his systems. The armor's functions began to glitch and spark erratically.
Loki spun his spear and knocked Thor aside with a shockwave of power. Thor's massive body slamd into the palace floor, creating a crater on impact.
Loki hovered calmly in front of him, golden robes fluttering in the wind, Gungnir resting lightly in his hand. If not for the wicked smile on his face, he might've looked like the rightful king of Asgard.
"Give it up, brother," Loki said with a smirk. "Even that rock-filled head of yours must realize by now—you're no match for the All-Father's power."
He raised his brows mockingly. "So what's the point of all this struggle?"
Thor let out a roar, raising the teor Hamr once more. A torrent of lightning tore through the palace ceiling and surged down into his body. The electricity then shot outward like dragons, rushing toward Loki in a blinding, thundering storm...
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