A Magnificent Chapter

Asgardians really did have absurd stamina. With Sif running for her life, she was unbelievably fast. Even with Detonation Sprint activated, Evenson could not keep up. Like a salted fish, he was dragged along by Sif holding his hand.

Now he finally understood why people said that when you were starving, you should go drink the northwest wind. Turns out you really could drink yourself full on wind. His mouth had been hanging open the entire way, and the wind kept rushing into it. By the end, aside from his stomach feeling a little cold, he was almost uncomfortably full.

Later, he could just buy a blower. If Hubbs ever complained about being hungry again, he could fill his stomach with wind. That would save on dog food too.

Evenson's face had already turned a little blue when he suddenly felt Sif halt in front of him. He thought they had finally arrived and that his suffering was over. But before his feet could touch the ground, before his momentum had even slowed, another tremendous force suddenly yanked at his hand.

Sif had arrived only to find Frigga taken hostage by the enemy. Anxious, she immediately recalled Thor and Loki's combined ultimate move. She shouted for help and swung Evenson around before hurling him straight ahead. Only after throwing him did she realize that Evenson apparently did not know that move. Still... it felt pretty good...

"Ahhh..." Sif truly deserved her reputation as Asgard's famous female warrior. Her throwing technique was extraordinary. Evenson not only shot forward through the air, but spun at high speed as well, using centrifugal force to keep himself stable as he flew straight at the Curse Warrior. Evenson, meanwhile, immediately cursed, "I thought you were my friend, but you treated me like a weapon!"

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