Thor was conveniently omitting that the five knockdowns were delivered by a wolf half his size using a technique that belonged to a cat, and that the sixth round involved him exceeding the force parameter by three hundred percent.
"I want this noted in my file. I want a commendation. I want a STATUE."
The crowd stared at him with the collective expression of two hundred people who were watching a man celebrate tackling a princess. That was not the flex he thought it was.
"ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?" he repeated, louder, spinning to address the other half of the crowd who had been denied his initial address.
A soldier in the fourth row looked at the man beside him. "Is he serious?"
"He is always serious. That is the problem."
