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Dormammu's roar shook the Dark Dimension. "You think two Skyfathers are enough to defeat me? Here, in my realm, I am invincible! And you, thief how dare you try to use my own power against me?!"

The Ancient One only smiled. "The Dark Dimension's energy isn't yours. Before you merged with it, you were just another sorcerer."

Nolan's body ignited into a streak of golden light, surging forward like a living sun. Dormammu bellowed, unleashing tidal waves of black energy to block him.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Each impact ripped open the dimension itself, yet Nolan barely slowed. His chest heaved, and with a single breath, he exhaled a storm of ice-laced wind that could freeze an entire world. The gale crashed forward, encasing swaths of Dormammu's dark energy in glittering frost.

Nothing could stop his charge.

Meanwhile, the Ancient One raised her hands. A glowing disc of pure spatial energy formed, etched with a rotating pentagram the full might of the Vishanti flowing through her.

Shards of crystal walls manifested out of thin air, fitting together into a titanic barrier. With a thrust of her palms, the crystalline bulwark slammed forward, striking directly at Dormammu.

"ENOUGH!" Dormammu roared. His domain erupted in reply whirlpools of black energy spun into existence, each a maelstrom of corruption and entropy. One vortex hurled itself at Nolan, another at the crystal wall.

On Earth, even a fraction of this clash would have annihilated entire cities. But here in the Dark Dimension, such apocalyptic force was commonplace. Dead worlds floated like debris, dragged into the storm of battle.

Yet even these planets shattered like glass under the colliding powers.

Space rended, dimensions quaked, matter itself unraveled.

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!

Dormammu snarled. "That cursed energy shrinking, erasing my power. It's HIM!" His eyes burned with rage, glaring at Nolan.

"You dare wield dimensional law in MY realm?!"

The Dark Dimension twisted around them, folding, coiling, reshaping itself into a weapon. Whole planets moved like pebbles in his hand, flung like meteors toward Nolan and the Ancient One.

But the duo was not unprepared.

SLASH!

Dimensional blades sliced the falling worlds apart. Both Nolan and the Ancient One wove mirrored space upon mirrored space, layering the Dark Dimension in a cage of infinite reflections.

"Mirror Dimension," they said in unison.

The prison locked into place for a heartbeat, Dormammu's connection to his realm was severed. His roar of fury echoed like thunder.

"You think a trick like this can stop me? I AM the Dark Dimension! You can wound me, but I will always return. I cannot die!"

The Ancient One's eyes gleamed. "We don't need forever. We only need a moment."

That was when a storm broke.

From the far horizon of the Dark Dimension, a flash brighter than creation itself erupted. A spear of lightning and judgment tore through reality.

GUNGNIR. Odin's All-Spear.

The weapon pierced the void, carrying with it the laws of causality, fate, and divine wrath. Every barrier in its path shattered, every black vortex dissolved to ash.

The spear hurtled forward, unstoppable, until it struck the point between Dormammu's colossal eyes his soul's core.

BOOOOOOM!

The Dark Dimension howled.

Dormammu screamed not in anger, but in agony. For the first time in countless eons, his soul had been pierced.

The Spear of Asgard had drawn blood from the undying.

A spear that pierces the stars.

And it had struck true.

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