There were quite a few people present, more than twenty in total. So after everyone except Dr. Banner had bled into it, the liquor in the shield had clearly increased.
The whiskey, originally brown, now looked coffee-colored, with even some flaky sediment floating in it. Who knew whose blood had been the problem?
After giving blood, everyone fell silent. No one seemed willing to be the first brave soul to try it, because the drink did not look particularly appetizing.
"Thor, you go. My dear brother, it's time to show the courage of a son of Asgard. Besides, don't you love drinking?"
Loki nudged his brother with his shoulder, forcing Thor's hand with a wicked grin.
"Actually, after that visit to Kamar-Taj, when I got drunk, I lost much of my interest in alcohol." Thor took a deep breath and glanced at his mother. Frigga was watching him, so he still stepped forward from the crowd. "But you're right. I am Thor Odinson! A son of Asgard! I'll drink first!"
With that, he strode forward and picked up the shield from the ground. Though he had never used such a large bowl before, it was no problem. He often drank straight from barrels.
So, to show off his courage and the boldness of a son of Asgard, he shut his eyes, opened his mouth, and drained the entire shieldful in one go!
That was decisiveness! A real man!
Yet when he set down the shield and wiped his beard with his palm, he found everyone staring at him in shock. Their eyes held both disbelief and existential doubt.
"Why did you drink it all?!"
The young leader, Jessica, covered her forehead speechlessly and asked in despair, "When I said everyone had to drink, what exactly did I fail to explain?"