Can't Beat a Single One (Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader "Hey, Don't Call Me Little White")

After running his mouth, he wanted to leave? Did he think the Dark Dimension was some kind of place he could come and go as he pleased?

Watching Thor squirm uneasily, Russell narrowed his eyes. In an instant, he slipped into Batman mode, expanding the plan from Plan A to Plan Ω.

Thor regretted everything. Having just mastered the power of Thor, he had gotten carried away and relentlessly mocked Hela, saying whatever was cruelest and sharpest. Unfortunately, Russell had been caught in the crossfire too.

By the time he realized something was wrong, it was too late. His calves were cramping as he feared the pair across from him would start a husband-and-wife double beatdown.

"Thor, although you have mastered the power of Thor, you still aren't proficient enough to use it efficiently for extended periods."

Thor lay facedown on the ground, not daring to move. He muttered softly, "I'm already satisfied..."

"Hm!?"

"..."

Russell frowned and glared. Thor immediately discovered that he had lost the ability to speak. No—his mouth was gone.

Below his nose was nothing but smooth skin. His mouth had disappeared.

"Thor, your talent is beyond question, but even geniuses need to work hard."

Russell continued, "You have only just gained the power of Thor, yet you're already arrogant and don't know your place. You don't realize that sudden strength can only be considered a burst of power. If you want to maintain the power of Thor as your normal state, you'll need relentless, grueling training."

"..."

Russell lowered his head slightly. Seeing that Thor said nothing, he assumed Thor shared the same thoughts, so he kindly said, "Thor, your brain isn't very sharp. You won't understand grand principles, but your physical aptitude is outstanding. Your muscle memory is stronger than your brain..."

"So, the