Life spread about him and even as single minded as Jason was and despite his current apathy not even he could deny the presence of a being as powerful as Thor.
His march through the park ways had led him to disturb a few people. Each footfall splashing mud up onto his old and worn boots.
As he approached Thor from the bushes of the park he could be easily seen across the field from the god of thunder.
His machete gleamed in the bright daylight, it had killed demons and mortals alike. Jason did not know what Thor was or even if he was up to the task but he felt the sins of the mans past and now, perhaps revitalized by the coming spring in some way, he felt renewed at the prospect of killing such a thing as this one.
Ironic subject is ironic.
His march through the park ways had led him to disturb a few people. Each footfall splashing mud up onto his old and worn boots.
As he approached Thor from the bushes of the park he could be easily seen across the field from the god of thunder.
His machete gleamed in the bright daylight, it had killed demons and mortals alike.
Jason did not know what Thor was or even if he was up to the task but he felt the sins of the mans past and now, perhaps revitalized by the coming spring in some way, he felt renewed at the prospect of killing such a thing as this one.