Marcus L. Rowland
"Where's your hammer?" asks Stark.
Alexander Dane looks into the dying Thermian's eyes. "...by Grabthar's hammer... by the Sons of Warvan... you shall be... avenged." Suddenly a hammer is in his hand, impossibly heavy, then feather-light as he throws it with explosive force at Sarris' goons.
Thor shrugs. "Around."
Olaf's hammer shatters; Buffy stumbles back, fingers numb, groping for another weapon. The hammer that appears in her hand feels right, she turns and strikes one killing blow that caves in Glory's chest, then races, weapon forgotten, to rescue Dawn.
Mjolnir appears in his hand. "He likes to keep busy."
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