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Not meaning to cause offence, Thor did not to rush to offer an apology, seeing no point in wasting breath needed to do so. He had infuriated Ky, spurred him to take action, turning into a situation that could not be defused by mere words alone. No, to resolve this matter he’d need to reciprocate the damage he had endured.

Better prepared this time, the thunderer is able to read the infuriated hellspawn’s movements like an open look; rage, that grand motivator, rendering him reckless in his charge. When the attack came Thor motioned to dodge, ducking under it whilst stepping forward, grabbing the outstretched limb as he did so.

With a firm hold obtained, he drags Ky forward in a deliberate effort to make him stumble. Pulled closer, Thor then follows up by lifting up his other arm to try and smash the the point of his elbow into the man’s face, capitalising on the momentum gained from jeopardising his footing.

an apology wasn’t needed. nor was anything else in his mind. no, this was a real fight, and it was one that ky was willing to win. it didn’t matter what he had to do. nor did it matter what he was willing to sacrifice to get it.a reason to why rage was the only motivator he had these days; it burned in him like an every raging fire that could never be extinguished. not until the object of his frustrations were not just long gone, but destroyed as well. sometimes it worked… sometimes it didn’t.

_{either way, ky stumbled just enough to make him venerable. more importantly, when the point of the elbow smashed into his face, he couldn’t do much more than let out a growl as he attempted to grab ahold of thor’s arm to shove him back. though, most likely it was to no avail.}