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reached out,
grabbed them both, and smashed them together, knocking them out.
Thor charged the group of soldiers on
the ship; he kicked the one closest to him, sending him stumbling backwards
into the others—but not before he snatched the sword from the soldier’s
scabbard. Thor raised the sword high and charged forward into the stunned
crowd, slashing and killing everyone in his path. They tried to fight back, but
Thor was like a whirlwind, racing through the ship, killing two soldiers before
one had time to try to block a blow.
Thor raced through the ship and he
fought and fought until there was not a soul left on board. As Thor reached the
bow, he looked out and found himself facing Romulus, on the bow of another
ship, who was staring back at him in shock. Thor did not hesitate; he let out a
shriek as he pulled back his sword and threw it.
The sword spun end over end, shimmering
in the light, aiming right for Romulus.
Romulus, still in shock, realized what
was happening too late, and turned his back and tried to run.
Romulus dodged as he ran, trying to
escape the deadly blow—and he spared himself a certain death. But he was not
quick enough to escape injury: the sword grazed his head and sliced off one of
Romulus’s ears.
Romulus shrieked as he sank to his knees
and reached up to his missing ear, blood gushing down on his fingers.
Thor grimaced back. At least he had some
satisfaction—yet still Romulus was not dead.
Suddenly, all of the Empire soldiers on
the other ships began to regroup, and they fired arrows and hurled spears at
Thorgrin, who stood there, exposed.
Thor saw them all coming, a sea of black
ready to kill him, and this time, he closed his eyes and raised his palms and
summoned an inner power. He cast an orb of light around him, a yellow shield,
and as the arrows and spears neared, they bounced harmlessly off it.
Thor stood there, invincible, in the
midst of all these men, and he leaned back and raised his palms to the
sky—determined to kill them all.
Thor felt the energy of the sky entering
his palms; he also felt the energy of the ocean below, mirroring the heavens.
Thor felt one with the power running through the universe; it was a great
current, greater than he could ever imagine. He felt the very fabric of the
air, of the waters, and he felt that he could harness it.
Heavens rage; oceans churn , Thor commanded
silently. I will you. For the sake of justice. Purge this evil I see before
me, once and for all.
As Thor stood there, slowly, he could
feel something happening: he felt a great wind pick up, tickling his palms, and
as he opened his eyes, he watched as the sunny day turned black. Thick, dark
clouds rolled in, thunder clapped, and lightning flashed. The waters churned,
and his ship began to rock and sway as the ocean became stormy.
Another clap of thunder, and Thor felt
the waves get stronger, his ship rising and falling, as the wind became louder
and rain fell.
Universe, I summon you. You are one with
me. And I with you. Your fight is my fight, and my battle is your battle.
Thor let out a great shriek, and the
entire horizon lit with lightning, not disappearing. Thunder clapped again and
again, so loud it shook the boats, and Romulus and all the Empire turned, fear
in their eyes, and faced the horizon lit by lightning.
Thor watched with awe as suddenly, a
massive tidal wave came their way.
Romulus and the others all cried out in
terror as they raised their arms to their faces, cowering.
But there was nothing they could do.
They were in the path of the wrath of the seas, and as the great wave rushed
forward, in moments the ships were all caught up in it, climbing higher and
higher to its crest, getting lost, like ants in the great wave.
It was the biggest wave Thor had ever
seen—as tall as a mountain—and he, too, became caught up in it, rising and
rising with the rest of the Empire fleet. Thor rose a hundred feet, then
another hundred, and another—and he watched in
grabbed them both, and smashed them together, knocking them out.
Thor charged the group of soldiers on
the ship; he kicked the one closest to him, sending him stumbling backwards
into the others—but not before he snatched the sword from the soldier’s
scabbard. Thor raised the sword high and charged forward into the stunned
crowd, slashing and killing everyone in his path. They tried to fight back, but
Thor was like a whirlwind, racing through the ship, killing two soldiers before
one had time to try to block a blow.
Thor raced through the ship and he
fought and fought until there was not a soul left on board. As Thor reached the
bow, he looked out and found himself facing Romulus, on the bow of another
ship, who was staring back at him in shock. Thor did not hesitate; he let out a
shriek as he pulled back his sword and threw it.
The sword spun end over end, shimmering
in the light, aiming right for Romulus.
Romulus, still in shock, realized what
was happening too late, and turned his back and tried to run.
Romulus dodged as he ran, trying to
escape the deadly blow—and he spared himself a certain death. But he was not
quick enough to escape injury: the sword grazed his head and sliced off one of
Romulus’s ears.
Romulus shrieked as he sank to his knees
and reached up to his missing ear, blood gushing down on his fingers.
Thor grimaced back. At least he had some
satisfaction—yet still Romulus was not dead.
Suddenly, all of the Empire soldiers on
the other ships began to regroup, and they fired arrows and hurled spears at
Thorgrin, who stood there, exposed.
Thor saw them all coming, a sea of black
ready to kill him, and this time, he closed his eyes and raised his palms and
summoned an inner power. He cast an orb of light around him, a yellow shield,
and as the arrows and spears neared, they bounced harmlessly off it.
Thor stood there, invincible, in the
midst of all these men, and he leaned back and raised his palms to the
sky—determined to kill them all.
Thor felt the energy of the sky entering
his palms; he also felt the energy of the ocean below, mirroring the heavens.
Thor felt one with the power running through the universe; it was a great
current, greater than he could ever imagine. He felt the very fabric of the
air, of the waters, and he felt that he could harness it.
Heavens rage; oceans churn , Thor commanded
silently. I will you. For the sake of justice. Purge this evil I see before
me, once and for all.
As Thor stood there, slowly, he could
feel something happening: he felt a great wind pick up, tickling his palms, and
as he opened his eyes, he watched as the sunny day turned black. Thick, dark
clouds rolled in, thunder clapped, and lightning flashed. The waters churned,
and his ship began to rock and sway as the ocean became stormy.
Another clap of thunder, and Thor felt
the waves get stronger, his ship rising and falling, as the wind became louder
and rain fell.
Universe, I summon you. You are one with
me. And I with you. Your fight is my fight, and my battle is your battle.
Thor let out a great shriek, and the
entire horizon lit with lightning, not disappearing. Thunder clapped again and
again, so loud it shook the boats, and Romulus and all the Empire turned, fear
in their eyes, and faced the horizon lit by lightning.
Thor watched with awe as suddenly, a
massive tidal wave came their way.
Romulus and the others all cried out in
terror as they raised their arms to their faces, cowering.
But there was nothing they could do.
They were in the path of the wrath of the seas, and as the great wave rushed
forward, in moments the ships were all caught up in it, climbing higher and
higher to its crest, getting lost, like ants in the great wave.
It was the biggest wave Thor had ever
seen—as tall as a mountain—and he, too, became caught up in it, rising and
rising with the rest of the Empire fleet. Thor rose a hundred feet, then
another hundred, and another—and he watched in
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