The Demon's hands grasped Gungnir's spearhead and shaft like iron. This spear of destiny should have carried divine mandate and glory, certain to pierce its target's heart once thrown.
Yet now, before fulfilling its mission, it had one final purpose remaining.
Ancient runes were carved upon its spearhead—ancient forces, the weavers of fate, flashing once more within the Demon's grasp as if protesting in defiant rebellion.
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