The sword disappeared into thin air. Arad couldn't catch it, no one could, because it wasn't anchored in time. The sword didn't know whether it existed in the past or future; it didn't even belong to one timeline, so it was useless.
"Don't bother; if it has any value, it would one day find its rightful owner." Mary stood beside the anvil and lifted her fist, gathering a swarm of radiant light particles. She then swung down, smashing the anvil into pieces.
As the entire place shook and trembled. The walls cracked, and soon a massive metallic throne room appeared out of nowhere. The burning sparks of the shattered anvil became her burning throne, the shockwaves became the walls, and the light particles decorated and illuminated the place.
"Arad, this is the Queen." Kinryuu walked forward and stood aside.
Arad lifted an eyebrow as he looked at the old man's face, then shifted his gaze to Loki. None of them had seen what had happened earlier.
