GLADIATORS ▹ RAGNAROK ³ ✓

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→ FIVE!

◜ the hammer got you off? ◞

THOR SAT ON HIS LEGS, QUIETLY PRAYING TO HIS FATHER. Amber was laying against the wall beside him, having her hands laced on top of her stomach and her eyes peacefully closed.

This was the first time she actually caught a break within the last few days, which she was thankful for; her limbs started to ache with all the movement.

In the middle of Thor's prayers, his voice was overshadowed by another.

Both of the prisoners looked up to see Loki standing above them. Thor turned his whole body, joining Amber in laying against the wall, staring at the God of Mischief.

"Hurts, doesn't it?" Loki suggested, breaking the rising tension. "Being lied to. Being told one thing, and learning it's all a fiction."

"Aren't you known for lying?" Amber questioned, mostly to herself instead of him.

Silently, Thor reached beside him, picking up a small pebble. He threw it at his brother, watching as the rock phased through him. Amber squinted at Loki, the conclusion clicking in her head.

This Loki was only a hologram. Amber blew a raspberry, rolling her eyes.

Loki chuckled at the action, throwing up his hands. "I mean, you really didn't think I'd come and see you, did you? This place is disgusting."

Thor chucked another rock at Loki without a word. Amber did too, trying to make Thor feel somewhat better. Loki's expression dropped, glaring at Amber briefly. Amber returned it.

"Does this mean you don't want my help? I couldn't jeopardize my position with the Grandmaster. It took me time to win his trust." Loki watched as Thor juggled a pebble in his palm, throwing it up and catching it a few times. "He's a lunatic, but he can be amenable. What I'm telling you is, you and Amber can join me at the Grandmaster's side. Perhaps in time, an accident befalls the Grandmaster, and then..."

Loki reached out a hand towards a smiling Thor. Loki gestured to Thor, Amber, and then himself before jabbing two thumbs towards the ceiling.

Amber stubbornly threw a rock at Loki, which "hit" him right between his eyes. Thor smirked at this, gazing at Amber.

Loki dropped his hands in defeat. "You're not seriously thinking of going back, are you?" He approached the pair with calculated steps. Thor stayed silent, lacing his own hands across his stomach.

"Our sister destroyed your hammer like a piece of glass. She's stronger than the three of us; she's stronger than you. You don't stand a chance. Do you understand what I'm saying here?"

When neither of them responded, Loki scoffed. "Fine. I guess I'll just have to go it, alone. Like I've always done."

Thor continued to smile at Loki's facade. When Loki noticed his words weren't persuading them, he frowned. "Will you say something? Say something!"

Thor finally stared at his brother. "What would you like me to say? You faked your own death, you stole the throne, you stripped Odin of his power, stranded him on Earth―to die―releasing the Goddess of Death. But, I've said enough."

His eyes slowly travelled from the wall opposite from him to his brother's.

"Would you like me to go further back than the past two days?"

"You know, I haven't seen this beloved champion he talks of, but I've heard he's astonishingly savage. I've placed a large wager against the both of you tomorrow. Don't let me down."