Thunder rumbled across the sky, gathering violently in one place before plunging downward like a falling star.
Amid the dangerous blue radiance, a figure gripped a divine hammer, his form shifting and changing rapidly.
Harry stood before everyone, and his control over electric energy flared to its limit. Even standing so close to the heart of the lightning strike, the splitting bolts never touched him.
…
Name: Thor Odinson
Age: 820 years old
Physical Condition: Healthy
Abilities: Divine Body (70), Divine Power (70)
Items: Mjolnir (80), Thor's Scale Armor (40)
The thunder finally dispersed—no, it condensed into Mjolnir in Thor's hand. Harry felt Thor's aura soar, rising rapidly until it reached a level that triggered genuine danger in Harry's senses.
"Drink—!"
A deep, majestic shout burst from Thor, fully restored as the God of Thunder. He became a dark blur as he shot upward, Mjolnir raised high, drawing torrents of lightning into its head.
The Destroyer turned, hearing the roar. Seeing that familiar silhouette, Loki realized what had happened—and immediately poured every drop of magic he could spare into the Destroyer, no matter the cost.
"Che-che—!"
A stream of molten, blazing energy shot from the Destroyer's visor, aimed directly at Thor.
Crack—!
Lightning howled. Thor lifted his chest proudly, swung Mjolnir up, and slammed it directly into the beam.
Boom—!
Both attacks were fueled by divine power—but Thor's lightning was stronger. In just a moment of struggle, the scorching beam shattered.
Thor then flashed behind the Destroyer, spinning Mjolnir to build a storm of thunder, and hurled it with all his strength.
A streak of blue light tore across the sky—
Mjolnir pierced straight through the Destroyer's armor, clean and unstoppable.
Then the hammer curved gracefully back, returning to Thor's hand.
"Impossible—! How could this be!?"
In Asgard, Loki slapped aside the projection and sprang to his feet, furious. But it was nothing more than venting. Nothing he did now could change the outcome.
"Hey! I'm back."
Thor landed slowly, smiling at his friends. The confidence he once carried so arrogantly had returned—but now gentler, steadier.
"You're okay! That's great!"
Jane Foster ran forward and threw her arms around him, her voice full of relief.
"I'm fine. I'm Thor, son of Odin, king of the gods," Thor said happily, holding her close.
Harry quietly checked Thor's updated status screen.
Sure enough, the word "sealed" had vanished from both abilities and items.
"As expected. Truly powerful… worthy of being Thor."
Harry thought as he watched the God of Thunder stand tall. Even if Loki's magic couldn't match Odin's, the Destroyer was still a divine war-armor. Its durability was far beyond earthly metals—yet against Mjolnir, it didn't survive two attacks. Even considering Loki's depleted state, it proved just how terrifying Asgardians were.
"So this is the real you?"
Jane's eyes sparkled as she took in the shining scale armor.
"Yes. This is who I truly am."
Thor smiled warmly. With the armor on, a red cape flowing behind him, and the last traces of battle wiped away from his face, he looked nothing like the man who had been beaten moments earlier—only a brave and majestic god.
"It's unbelievable… I actually met a god."
Jane's excitement overflowed.
"Yes," Thor nodded.
"My research direction really was correct!"
No one expected a physicist to be excited in this way, and Harry saw Thor's smile freeze awkwardly.
"Thor!"
The three warriors approached, pride bright on their faces.
Thor nodded to them, then placed a hand on Jane's shoulder.
"Jane, I'm leaving."
"What?" Jane blinked, startled.
"I must return to Asgard. Something is wrong there—I can feel it."
Thor's tone deepened. Whatever had driven Loki to send the Destroyer… it could only be something serious.
"I see… But… will you come back?"
Jane asked softly, her voice tinged with sadness.
"Yes. Once everything is resolved, I will return."
Thor cupped her cheeks, gazing into her blue eyes with warmth.
Jane nodded—then rose on her toes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him.
…
"We'll return through the Bifrost. Whatever happened… I must face my brother."
After the farewell, Thor held Mjolnir and addressed Sif and the warriors in a solemn tone.
"Mr. Osborne!"
A voice called from behind. Harry turned.
Two cars had stopped a short distance away, and the agent waving at him was Phil Coulson.
He had left with three vehicles earlier—so returning with only two meant one thing:
Coulson still believed the Destroyer had been one of Tony Stark's new toys.
"This is… Donald?"
Phil's eyes locked on Thor in his armor, and even though Thor's appearance had changed completely, Coulson recognized him instantly.
"Yes."
Thor nodded, not holding a grudge over their earlier encounter.
"Donald… you weren't honest with me."
Coulson frowned, the lines on his face deepening.
"He's the real Thor," Harry told him silently through a mental link.
Phil glanced at Harry, saw the confirming nod, and exhaled slowly in acceptance.
"Coulson, we share the same goal—to protect this world. So from now on, we're allies," Thor said.
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