it did not take long after his departure for the weaver to know for a fact that none of the gods had the sword with them. He had gone to their meeting with meaning a confrontation but had been totally humbled by the way they had spoken to him and accused him of accusing them and they were majorly led by Hades, the god of the underworld before he was seconded by his brother, Zeus and god of the heavens.
The weaver had taken another form of approach by letting them know that he was watching Santa Claus and the girl and they all had to should in case the sword turned up at any time with them but he knew better and he was sure that they did too.
Hades had snickered as he left, no doubt happy about being in charge of some rebellion for the first time in centuries and he and Zeus' eyes bored into the weaver's back until he had ascended completely and totally out of sight.
"Where is the sword, brother?" Zeus had asked immediately he was sure the weaver was out of earshot