Vincent looks out on the realm of his birth, and feels the pounding in his chest and in his mind again. He speaks in a low rumble as he calls his armaments and magical accoutrements to himself. His staff appears in his hand and he grips it tightly. His free hand briefly touches the scar he received at the first battle in Asgard he was called to, then he steels himself.
"FOR ASGARD!"
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