Divine Weapon

Anya's smile faltered slightly. "There is one more thing, Alex, I'd love for Rhino to overcome his anxieties entirely, his well-being is most important. Even if he remains somewhat anti-social, as long as you can forge a friendship with him, that would be a okay."

"I understand, Anya. I'll do my best to be a good friend to him, no matter what."

Anya's smile returned, brighter than before. Suddenly, a blue light materialized in her hand, coalescing into a staff topped with a massive, ornate hammer—its head a brilliant blue adorned with gold accents.

Alex's jaw dropped. "Whoa, is that...?"

"That's right," Anya chuckled, hefting the weapon onto her shoulder with surprising ease, "the Divine Hammer. Only I can wield it, at least for now."

The hammer dwarfed Anya's frame, its sheer size and intricate design radiating immense power. Alex couldn't help but stare, mesmerized by the legendary weapon.

"Is it heavy?"