The long journey from the depths of hell up to Valhalla again took its toll on Fallen, as when the shadows deposited them directly within Thor's workshop, fallen instantly was forced from their body and fell to the floor, Angelus placing a hand on his shoulder as he felt the woulds on his body now the adrenaline had worn off.
Thor instantly rose from his seat coming over.
"Are you okay lads?"
Angelus looking up and answering him, removed the satchel and held it out.
"We should be, and we did as was needed."
Taking the satchel, Thor would open and consider the metal before placing it aside for a moment.
"You two should seek medical attention, you look hurt."
"My injuries are minor, and Fallen is just fatigued."
"Then you should have strength enough to help me one last time before i give you what you want."
"What is it?"
Thor did not answer for a moment, instead walking over to by the throne and picking up a lance that rested there.
"Gungnir, my father's lance, i shall need to use this since some cretin stole Mjollnir."
The sentient weapon suddenly changed shape in his hand, becoming a large hammer.
"I want to try my hand at forging with this metal, and your own metal will be perfect for what I want."
Pulling the lump of sacralidium free from the satchel the upturned the hammer and parted a piece from the rest, then putting the larger chunk away safely.
what remained was dipped into his roaring forge which had already been stoked in anticipation of their return, then bringing it to the anvil he began striking it, forming the sacralidium into a long thin billet, though each time he struck it could be seen that the sacralidium was trying to corrupt Gungnir, the same of his anvil, though Gungnir was resisting it well.
After a short while the billet was complete, and he addressed Angelus.
"Now I need you, form me a blade around this so it resides at its heart."
Obeying, he stepped up and did so, the light gathered around the billet and began to crystallize, a clear blade forming with the black heart showing through clearly, though this would then become obscured as the crystal compacted and increased it's density, becoming a pure whitish silver Orichalkos.
Gungnir descended a couple more times, and then the long thin blade was complete.
"Now for just a hilt, have any ideas lad?"
"What happened to Einherjar?"
"You no longer are one of them, You're living now, now decide already."
Thinking for a moment Angelus reached into his pocket, withdrawing a pair of the gems from the pouch, and placing them upon the anvil, then concentrating, light began to flow around the hilt area, forming a swept rapier hilt with a wing motif on the back, the gems setting themselves into the pommel and crossguard, as this orichalkos condensed itself into a golden colour.
Lifting the now complete sword, Thor considered it for a moment.before the muscles in his arm were seen to tense and the sword shook.
"Oh dear, Sacralidium is really insidious, but this is unique."
Angelus craned his neck over the surface of the blade, curious what was occurring.
"What happened? it acted strangely around fallen too."
"It did? I have heard that when this metal meets other sentient metals it cannot corrupt the sentience, so instead corrupts the metal and creates a second sentience within it, its almost like what happened to you that created fallen, could be why the metal reacted to him.
This sword though, I can feel it struggling against me, It has Gungnir's consciousness within it, but a twisted and corrupt version."
At this the billet inside began corrupting the orichalkos blade and rose to the surface, but in the form of Norse runes running their way down it's entire length.
"It appears this is going to need more than the normal sheath."
Picking up a mahogany sheath that had been prepared he slid it over the sword and placed the whole lot across the anvil.
"I am going to need you to add a Locket and Chape now, but place another of your stones into the Locket, as this is going to need a seal"
Angelus was confused at all this but did as the thunder god said so, forming a setting on the locket with one of the stones.
"Now that's done you're going to have to wrap this In chains to stop it from getting up to mischief, but they're going to have to be chains like the one your titan uses, those with the inscriptions."
Angelus nodded, and concentrated, as he siphoned light energy into the gemstone, and then crystals began to grow around the sheath and loop over the hilt to hold it in place.
As this condensed, it began to form more golden orichalkos, the links each bearing the sealing inscription the Daeic weapon bore on it's chains.
Lifting the now contained sword, he pulled forth a strip of leather and wrapped the handle, tying it off and then holding it out to Angelus.
"Take this with you, it has been interesting working this metal and I wish to do so more, but for now I want you to take Gungnir's darker half, mayhaps your other half's contact with the metal has opened his eyes to a form of contact, either way i need to find a way to prevent something like this being created next time I forge.
Now I believe you two have places to be."
Thor turned away at that, so Angelus and fallen took his advice, leaving to the main hall as Angelus could feel the dread that lay beneath his hand. Fallen, breathing slowly and deeply but at least less fatigued than before, would reach down and take the sword from him, looking at it, at the same time the trembling halted, it seemed he had gained a rapport with the metal.
Finally calming from the tumult hell caused, the two merged, and once again stepped over the brink of Valhalla, dropping though the clouds.
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