"Clang—" The screech of steel scraping and colliding, mixed with supersonic booms, spread as an unbearably piercing buzz throughout Asgard. The Asgardians and Dark Elves on the ground clutched their ears in pain, mouths agape and eyes wide with shock as they watched two black streaks constantly intersect and clash in the sky. "Thor, who is that? Who can fight His Majesty so fiercely?" Volstagg, one of the Warriors Three and a friend of Thor's who had returned from the Dark Elves' battlefield, gripped his axe in his broad hand.