Three Seconds to Make a Friend
Alvin had keenly sensed that this horse-faced giant had a strong sense of pride...
He had seen the guy fight earlier. He was really strong, stronger than Thor had been in the past.
Since he liked this Warhammer, why not give it to him?
Even if they didn't become friends, he could still make a good impression.
Besides, Alvin felt like he might have caught something from little Ginny. He was always curious when he met someone with unusual looks.
The guy had a huge horse face—a real "horse" face—and looked quite intimidating...
Add his incredible combat prowess, and saying Alvin wasn't curious would be Nonsense.
Bill took the heavy Warhammer...
The Warhammer, which Alvin had struggled a little to lift, seemed as light as straw in Bill's hands.
He gave it a couple of casual swings, and it let out a piercing shriek...
Then a blast of energy shot out in the direction of the swing, effortlessly smashing a huge swath of rock.
The massive energy blast startled Alvin. He looked at Bill in surprise and said, "Looks like you two are a perfect match..."
Before Alvin could finish, Bill stepped forward and held the Warhammer out to him. Looking a little conflicted, he said, "I have an agreement with Loki. He should be the one to pay my reward."
As he spoke, Bill straightened up and looked toward Loki's back on the Bifrost, his expression as serious as that of a dedicated Loan Sharks debt collector...
Amused by Bill's awkwardness, Alvin thought for a moment, pulled out a bottle of Whiskey, and tossed it to him. Then he smiled and said, "I like your 'principles.' Let me buy you a drink...
Just a heads-up: with that bastard Loki, you need to be