Thor Was Blown Away

Whoosh.

A strong wind blew past, and Thor the God of Thunder vanished.

The Warriors Three of Asgard and Sif snapped their heads around to look behind them.

The sound of four sets of vertebrae twisting violently instantly merged into a single, loud crack.

"?!?!"

Thor the God of Thunder looked just like a torn sack, spinning as he slammed into a house.

He pressed flat against the wall and slowly slid down...

Plop.

Thor the God of Thunder stared with wide eyes, looking dazedly at the sky.

"Thor!" Sif cried out anxiously, swiftly turning and running to Thor the God of Thunder's side.

She dropped the sharp sword in her hand, knelt on one knee before him, and carefully placed her small hand in front of Thor the God of Thunder's nose.

"I'm fine, Sif..." Thor the God of Thunder said in a low voice, yet his gaze was filled with complete incomprehension and bewilderment.

Sif let out a breath of relief, turning to shout, "He's all right!"

With that, she turned back, pulled up one of Thor the God of Thunder's arms, and hoisted him onto her shoulder to pull him to his feet.

Only then did the Warriors Three of Asgard let their pounding, wildly racing hearts settle back down.

Volstagg held his hammers in both hands, looking with wrath at the Destroyer.

"No matter who is behind you, dare to harm Prince Thor, and you must pay the price!!!"

As he spoke, he raised his hammers and charged wildly toward the giant-like Destroyer.

"Volstagg!" Fandral and Hogun were too late to stop him, and could only raise their respective weapons, coordinating on his left and right to follow closely behind him.

The Destroyer's hollow eyes instantly flashed with a golden radiance.

Whoosh!

A golden energy ray