Before the last syllable had faded, Loki moved faster than his own voice, rushing straight at Yongye.
The Mind Scepter thrust toward Yongye's chest, wreathed in a faint blue glow.
Yongye shifted half a step sideways. The scepter's tip skimmed the edge of his breastplate, leaving a shallow scratch on the silver-gray nanosurface that the nan particles instantly smoothed away.
The next instant, Yongye went on the offensive!
His right hand shot out and seized Loki's wrist. He pulled Loki close, caught his ankle with his left hand, and swung the second prince of Asgard around like a fish hauled from the water.
His signature move: Hellish Paradise Drop!
Clang, crash, bang...
On the first swing, Loki slammed into a steel support on the roof, denting the frame.
On the second, he hit a ventilation duct on the other side, flattening half of it and sending several screws flying from its aluminum shell.
On the third, he struck the railing at the edge of the landing pad. It snapped clean through.
The fourth swing, the fifth, the sixth...
Yongye moved as though he were shaking dust from a rug. Every impact drew a muffled grunt from Loki's nose and knocked more fragments from his golden armor.
Loki struggled desperately, but every time he gathered his divine power, Yongye slammed it out of him before he could unleash it!
Boom!
For the final blow, Yongye let go. Loki fell from midair and struck the roof on his back. He bounced once, slid another half meter, and lay sprawled like a dried fish.
Golden blood streaked the corner of his mouth. His eyes remained half-open, his pupils still moving, but all he could manage was a garbled rasp. He could not even force out a complete curse.
Yongye looked down at him