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[INDENT][INDENT]The lindwyrm bellowed triumphantly before spinning around to face its felled foe. As it approached Tyr, the beast extended its long, narrow  jaws, snapping them together with each nearing step. An outstretched hand struggled to regain his fallen weapon, as Tyr laid with his arm outstretched, crawling along the ground. Urgency swept across Tyr’s body as he felt the beast’s sickly warm breath at the nape of his neck, the snapping teeth biting at his heels before tearing away part of his cloak. Relief washed over Tyr as his fingers touched the hilt of his sword, nearly wrapping around the pommel stone before a roar of angst was tore from his throat. Long, sharp teeth pierced his ankle as Tyr was suddenly was dragged backwards, out of reach of his weapon. 

Hoisted into the air, the lindwyrm had Tyr had its mercy. Dragged through the cavern in every which direction, Tyr found himself the beast’s play thing before he was suddenly tossed back to the ground. A low rumble came from the creature’s throat as Tyr defiantly stared back at the rows upon rows of curved, sharp teeth. Salvia dripped from the creature’s open maw as it came steadily closer to Tyr only for the lindwyrm to let out a loud yelp as it was raised into the air before Tyr’s eyes. 

The creature’s long, thin talons scrambled to regain contact with the ground as they scratched and clawed the empty air before its head violently collided with the rocky ceiling. A hiss escaped its mouth as the creature fell to the ground, digging its claws into the rocks and soil as Tyr moved back. The lindwyrm let out a terrible scream as it lunged forward, its powerful arms launching the snapping jaws towards Tyr once again only to stop short of the Asgardian before the beast was dragged away at the last possible second. Dust and ash clouded the air as the lindwyrm was dragged through the tunnel, its skull colliding with either side before it fell to the ground. 

The sound of palm against palm echoed through the tunnel as the dust settled to show Thor standing triumphantly with a foot placed firmly on the beast’s tail. For the first time, Tyr finally saw the man the boy was quickly maturing into as he continued to dust his hands. 

Smoke expelled itself from the lindwyrm’s nostrils as an eye reluctantly opened, the orb rolling around in its socket hazily before focusing on Tyr. Realizing he had let his guard down, Tyr rolled out of the way as a gout of fire exploded from the creature’s maw. Regaining his sword, Tyr turned to face the beast only to be driven back by another blast of the beast’s fiery breath. 

[COLOR=ORANGERED][B]“Thor!”[/B][/COLOR] Tyr roared as the young man moved into action. [COLOR=ORANGERED][B]“Catch!”[/B][/COLOR] He called, releasing his hand as his blade whirled through the air. Watching as his uncle threw the sword towards him, Thor sprung into action as he raced down the spine of the creature. Launching himself off the lindwyrm’s shoulders, the force of his jump drove the creature towards the ground as Thor wrapped his outstretched hand around the hilt of Tyr’s blade. Raising the sword above his head, Thor spun the weapon around as he wrapped his other hand around its grip.

Runes at the base of the blade glowed like fire in the dimly lit cavern as Thor plunged the blade downwards. Bone splintered as skin gave way to sprays of blood as the Son of Odin thrust his uncle’s sword deep into the creature’s skull, ending the beast’s life.

A roar of laughter filled the still cavern as Thor wiped the lindwyrm’s blood from his brow before dismounting its head. 

[COLOR=ORANGERED][B]“Now that’s how you become a man!”[/B][/COLOR] Tyr roared victoriously. [COLOR=ORANGERED][B]“You’ve honored your ancestors today, boy! There’s never been a louder chorus of cheering in Valhalla than there was today!”[/B][/COLOR] 

A sheepish smile crossed Thor’s face as he cleaned the blade before presenting his uncle’s sword to its rightful owner.

[COLOR=GOLDENROD][B]“The day would not have been won without you, Uncle.”[/B][/COLOR]

[COLOR=ORANGERED][B]“Aye, but it would have been surely lost without you.”[/B][/COLOR] Tyr retorted as he slapped Thor on the back, squeezing his nephew’s shoulder. [COLOR=ORANGERED][B]“Now come, the dwarves owe us pavement and I had something special requested.”[/B][/COLOR]

Looking at his uncle in confusion, Thor watched as Tyr raised the blade once again, cleaving the beast’s head from its torso before binding its jaws it with ropes. Once finished, Tyr handing the loose ends to Thor as he spoke. 

[COLOR=ORANGERED][B]“Pull this for an old man, Nephew.”[/B][/COLOR] He ordered with a smile as Thor could only comply as he tied the ropes around his own torso and dragged the trophy behind the pair. 

[COLOR=SILVER]“Asgardians!”[/COLOR] A voice called out as the pair reached the center of the mines. [COLOR=SILVER]“You have been triumphant!”[/COLOR]

[COLOR=ORANGERED][B]“Not too shabby for an old warrior and a prince barely off his mother’s teat,”[/B][/COLOR]  Tyr replied as the foreman looked towards the ground. [COLOR=ORANGERED][B]“I assume you have what I requested.”[/B][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER]“I do.”[/COLOR] The foreman replied as he motioned to two others behind him who came forth carrying an object between them hidden beneath a tarp. Turning to his right, the foreman pulled the tarp off the object as the dwarves held the weapon towards Tyr for inspection.

[COLOR=ORANGERED][B]“Come here, boy.”[/B][/COLOR] Tyr ordered as Thor released the lindwyrm’s skill and moved to his uncle’s side.

[COLOR=SILVER]“Does this tribute meet your expectations, Son of Odin?”[/COLOR] Tyr asked as Thor looked at the double-headed axe before him. Two crescent blades adorned a curved shaft as Thor examined the weapon. Intricate craftsmanship adorned the weapon as a bear’s roaring maw adorned the base of either blade, silver knotwork tying the two blades together and repeating on the pommel at the base of the hilt. 

[COLOR=GOLDENROD][B]“May I?”[/B][/COLOR] Thor asked, nodding towards the weapon as Tyr smiled and motioned towards it approvingly while the dwarves nodded. Taking a hold of the hilt, Thor gave the weapon a swing, it felt balanced and natural in his hand before he spun it around feeling the weight and momentum.

[COLOR=GOLDENROD][B]“What is its name?”[/B][/COLOR] He asked as the foreman answered.

[COLOR=SILVER]“Jarnbjorn, m’Lord.”[/COLOR]

[COLOR=ORANGERED][B]“It is to be yours, Thor.”[/B][/COLOR] Tyr stated. [COLOR=ORANGERED][B]“A gift to welcome you to manhood.”[/B][/COLOR] Tyr watched as Thor continued to test the blade. [COLOR=ORANGERED][B]“Well, what do you think?”[/B][/COLOR][/INDENT][/INDENT]
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[INDENT][INDENT][COLOR=SILVER]“What do you think?”[/COLOR] Lamb repeated as Blake shook his head.

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]“Sorry, Sheriff?”[/COLOR] Blake asked as he moved his sunglass onto his forehead, his thumb and index finger rubbing the bridge of his nose.

[COLOR=SILVER]“I asked, what do you think?”[/COLOR] He stated as he extended a hand towards the slaughtered animals. [COLOR=SILVER]“Did an animal do this?”[/COLOR]

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]“Not one from around here,”[/COLOR] Blake replied, the image of the lindwyrm still haunting his mind’s eye. He could feel Thor smiling, he had been silent since the events with Creel but even still Blake could feel the alleged God of Thunder’s growing restlessness. There had been several times in the past couple of weeks that Blake had woken up to discover that Thor had decided to ‘protect the nine realms’ while Blake lay sleeping.

It hadn’t taken Blake long after Thor’s second nocturnal heist to realize that his body no longer truly required sleep. But it wasn’t restlessness that Thor was emitting now, it was a desire, a longing. The big guy wanted a fight, something to test his ever-climbing limits as Blake’s body became accustomed to the power it now possessed. 

[COLOR=SILVER]“You reckon it was some kind of illegal pet then?”[/COLOR] Sheriff asked, [COLOR=SILVER]“Some kind of erotic snake?”[/COLOR]

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]“Exotic.”[/COLOR] 

[COLOR=SILVER]“Sorry?”[/COLOR] Lamb asked as he looked at Blake in confusion.

[COLOR=GOLDENROD]“An exotic snake,”[/COLOR] Blake corrected. [COLOR=GOLDENROD]“The only erotic snake is hopefully between you and your wife.”[/COLOR] He added as the Sheriff smirked.

[COLOR=SILVER]“Missus ain’t played with my trouser weasel since afore my Jenny was born, Doctor.”[/COLOR] Lamb chuckled. [COLOR=SILVER]“But there’s a really nice lady over that the chiropractor's office that’ll do an after-hours appointment. Next time you go, ask for-”[/COLOR]

Suddenly the ground shook as Blake’s eyes went wide. A familiar roar echoed as Sheriff Lamb looked down at his feet in horror. Realizing what was about to happen, Blake closed his eyes, surrendering to the God of Thunder as Thor opened his eyes, a smile crossing his face. Jumping forward, Thor tackled Lamb to the ground seconds before the lindwyrm exploded from where the Sheriff had previously stood. 

A crack caught Thor’s attention as the pair landed, Lamb’s skull bouncing off a stone protruding from the ground. Ensuring the Sheriff was still breathing, Thor left the unconscious man out of harm’s way as lighting shot through the air, striking the Son of Odin, his armor replacing Blake’s attire as he stepped forward, cracking his knuckles while looking up at the beast before him.

[COLOR=GOLDENROD][B]“You are big.”[/B][/COLOR] He smirked. [COLOR=GOLDENROD][B]“But I have fought bigger.”[/B][/COLOR][/INDENT][/INDENT]
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[INDENT][INDENT]In a small town, word travelled fast.

Even before the days of the internet, word travelled across a small time at the speed of light. A father knew the minute his son skipped school, a mother knew the minute her daughter bought her first pregnancy test, everyone knew everyone and talked about them as soon as they weren’t around.

The minute the lindwyrm emerged from Jed McNally’s farm, his eldest son, Tommy, had it on all of his synched social media accounts. The downtown of Marville froze in a seemingly shared moment of fright as the pale draconian snake graced the screen of every phone, tablet, and monitor in town. 

It was the distraction of this event that allowed Amora to appear out of thin air without a single person noticing as she paced down the main street without a second thought given to the traffic around her. Horns blared as cars came to screeching stops or swerved at the last minute as the woman in the green cape brazenly defied the laws of Midgard. 

[COLOR=SPRINGGREEN][B]“You there!”[/B][/COLOR] The Enchantress suddenly yelled as a lone man looked up from his phone as the strangely dressed woman approached him. [COLOR=SPRINGGREEN][B]“Where is the Odinson?”[/B][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER]“You mean Thor?”[/COLOR] The man asked as the woman smiled in response. [COLOR=SILVER]“Oh, apparently he’s over at Jed’s fighting some sort of monster.”[/COLOR] He answered tilting the screen of the phone to show Amora.

[COLOR=SPRINGGREEN][B]“That’s a lindwyrm, you dolt.”[/B][/COLOR] She scolded, rolling her eyes as she continued. [COLOR=SPRINGGREEN][B]“A common pest, hardly worth the time of the protector of the Nine Realms, surely the Warrior’s Three could be entrusted to dispatch it.”[/B][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SILVER]“The nine what now and the warrior who what?”[/COLOR] The man asked confused as Amora raised her hand, closing her fingers together as the man’s mouth was suddenly sealed. Panic lit up his eyes as he felt to ensure his mouth was still present as his jaw made futile efforts to open. 

[COLOR=SPRINGGREEN][B]“Which way to the ‘Jed’s’?”[/B][/COLOR] Amora asked as the man ignored her, still trying to open his mouth. Sighing in exasperation, Amora waved her hand as the man gasped. Looking at the woman in fear, he pointed before running away as Amora shook her head. 

[COLOR=SPRINGGREEN][B]“Why are the men of this realm so pathetic?”[/B][/COLOR][/INDENT][/INDENT]
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[INDENT][INDENT]Fists balled in the energy of the storm pummeled against the hide of the beast as Thor fought the lindwyrm. The lightning did little to slow the creature however, as it completely surfaced, roaring triumphantly as its arms suddenly spread to reveal wings that carried into the sky above the field.  

[COLOR=GOLDENROD][B]“And that’s why you don’t fight in a field. Well played, Uncle.”[/B][/COLOR] Thor muttered as he watched the creature soar above him, razing the ground with a stream of a fire before suddenly a bolt of green energy collided with the beast. Crying out in pain, its wings ceased to move as the lindwyrm plummeted to the ground, dragging across the ground as it fell at Thor’s feet lifeless.

Looking to the sky above him, Thor saw a woman cloaked in green descending towards him, a smile plastered across her face.

[COLOR=GOLDENROD][B]“Hold, sorceress,”[/B][/COLOR] Thor commanded holding a hand up. [COLOR=GOLDENROD][B]“I am-”[/B][/COLOR]

[COLOR=SPRINGGREEN][B]“Thor,”[/B][/COLOR] The Sorceress replied as she slowly descended towards the ground. [COLOR=SPRINGGREEN][B]“No need to rhyme off your compensating list of titles, I know who you are.”[/B][/COLOR] She smiled as her feet touched the ground. 

[COLOR=SPRINGGREEN][B]“Quite frankly, I’m a little disappointed.”[/B][/COLOR] She cooed approaching him further. [COLOR=SPRINGGREEN][B]“More handsome than the maids of Asgard let on, but far duller than the beast I’ve just slain.”[/B][/COLOR]  Pacing in front of Thor, Amora raised an eyebrow as she turned to look at him. [COLOR=SPRINGGREEN][B]“Do you not recognize me?”[/B][/COLOR]

[COLOR=GOLDENROD][B]“It would seem you have me at a disadvantage,”[/B][/COLOR] Thor replied as Amora smiled before raising her hands towards him as a blast of emerald energy exploded from the tips of her fingers. Thor felt the wind leave his chest as he was lifted into the air and sent colliding with the side of the McNallys’ barn. 

[COLOR=SPRINGGREEN][B]“Oh, darling,”[/B][/COLOR] Amora smirked. [COLOR=SPRINGGREEN][B]“You have no idea.”[/B][/COLOR][/INDENT][/INDENT]