Her fingertips close on Mjolnir. Its a struggle against pain, weakness, and the stars dancing in front of her eyes, but she catches the thong, dragging the hammer into reach. He fingers close about the handle, and the head hits the ground.
It burns, every nerve in her body firing, but as much as she missed before, she knows how to bring the lighting down on top of herself. And not only did she have the shield, but Holocaust was stepping on her, the two factors shielding her from some of the blast, and he certainly gets worse than she does.
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