Two minutes later, outside the cordon on 47th Street in Hell's Kitchen.
"Halt! This is a federal military restricted area. Back away immediately!"
Two Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. carrying M4 assault rifles blocked Thor's path, their muzzles aimed straight at his chest.
"Out of my way, mortals!" Thor paid the guns no heed. All he could think about was reclaiming his hammer and regaining his divine power.
With a furious roar, he charged straight into them like a heavy tank.
Thud! Thud!
Before the two agents could pull their triggers, Thor's terrifying brute strength sent them flying. They crashed onto the hood of a police car over ten meters away and lost consciousness on the spot.
"We're under attack! Someone's breached the checkpoint!"
A piercing alarm instantly rang through the night.
Dozens of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. swarmed in from every direction, drawing their weapons and aiming at Thor.
"You insects think you can stop the God of Thunder?!" Thor laughed arrogantly. Relying on the high-density bones and muscles that made Asgardians far tougher than humans, he shrugged off several rubber bullets that grazed his shoulders and charged into the ruins.
He immediately spotted the hammer glowing blue at the bottom of the crater.
"Mjolnir!" Thor's eyes reddened as though he had spotted a long-lost loved one. He leaped into the crater.
Just as he was about to touch the handle-
Click.
The crisp sound of a lighter suddenly came from above the crater.
Thor jerked his head up.
A black-haired young man in a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses stood at the crater's edge. A freshly lit cigarette rested between his lips, and he held a steaming cup of coffee as he looked down at Thor.
The young man's gaze was ice-cold, yet his lips curled into a chilling smile.
"So