Tony's voice was neither loud nor soft, yet it sent chills through them. Odin's expression changed dramatically as he shouted, "Fall back!"
Even as he spoke, he pulled back at incredible speed. Bor and Hela reacted just as quickly, putting distance between themselves and Tony.
But just as Bor was about to get clear of Tony, a hand suddenly grabbed his battle-axe. He looked up to find Tony watching him calmly.
Tony's eyes seemed to hold an entire universe, profound and mysterious, enough to draw anyone into their depths with a single glance.
The moment their eyes met, a trace of confusion appeared in Bor's gaze. Tony had clearly affected him, causing him to falter.
Behind him, Odin saw what was happening and let out a thunderous shout.
"Father!"
His voice snapped Bor back to his senses, but by then, it was already too late.
Roaring flames ignited around Tony's hands and spread along the battle-axe toward Bor. Still dazed, Bor had no time to react.
By the time he came to his senses, the flames had already traveled along the axe and reached his hands.
Agonizing pain surged through him, drawing a muffled groan from his lips.
Tony's flames were no ordinary fire. They were manifestations of the Flame Rule, and Bor could not withstand them.
Just as the flames were about to engulf him, a ruthless glint flashed in Bor's eyes. The next instant, both his arms severed at the shoulders.
He seized the opportunity to retreat.
A moment later, his severed arms turned to ash, and even his battle-axe melted into a puddle of molten iron.
At the sight, Bor sucked in a sharp breath, fear rising in his heart.
He had been so close-just a little closer, and he would have been gone!
If those flames