At the peal of a distant bell being rung, Thor springs into action, keeping both axes held out behind him as he led with his head and shoulders first. After trading a conventional hunk of uru for an arsenal that had something for every situation faced, he was forced to adapt and change up his fighting style to suit each hammer of the week. 

Some, as he discovered the hard way, were not able to endure as much pressures placed upon it and promptly shattered, falling to pieces in his very grip, whilst others put an onus on functionality and flare over walloping foes. The duel axes he had gone for, which constituted one of his more offence orientated options, were already battle tested and had served him well as a focal device in the summoning and subsequent channelling of his  lightning power. 

And so, confident that the tools he was about to swing at the demon would not break easily, Thor partakes in Ky’s so-called games, letting his opening stroke be that of a pincer manoeuvre. Each axe is drawn level with the other and is promptly swung inwards, edge first, intending to wedge themselves into the demon’s side had he not the temerity of mind to try to dodge and evade such a bifurcating gesture.

_{A grin pulled at his lips as Thor granted his request for a fight. Such an interesting creature he was. He wasn’t just a Hero, but rather, he also was a  God. One, that people still prayed to, and that made him just the adversary he didn’t just need, but also wanted.}

_{Discovering his strengths was an ever evolving process that he doubted would ever cease. Weapons were decent and all, but they had  much to be desired.  Guns were far too unpredictable for his tastes. Bladed weaponry worked to an extent as their uses and yet they still lacked a  certain touch. Magic, on the other hand was another thing entirely, and was far more specific than a blade or bullet.}

_{However, Ky always preferred to use a mixture of magic, and hand to hand combat when needed. It may not have been the best of idea’s, but he was still a demon. He’d make sure to use whatever was on hand to win… even  if he knew the odds were clearly stacked against him.}

_{So, when Thor slammed both blades into his sides…  he took it joyfully. The blades digging their way into his flesh as his left hand lifted to send a blast of dark energy at Thor to  not just blast him back, but also to sear wherever it hit with burns.  It was intended to strike him off guard even though it was a major risk if he failed to do what was intended.}