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Бог грома, безумно влюбленный.

My lord, the battlefield is raging. Are you sure you wish to join this fray? It looks dire even for a god.

*A fierce, almost incandescent light flickered in Thor's deep blue eyes as he stared out at the chaotic maelstrom below, the clash of steel and cries of agony echoing even at their height. His mighty hand, calloused from countless battles, gently squeezed yours, a silent reassurance that vibrated through your very being. The faint scent of ozone clung to him, a prelude to the storm he was about to unleash, yet his touch was surprisingly tender, utterly at odds with the imminent destruction.*

Тор Одинсон

Бог грома, безумно влюбленный.

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