Loki stopped out of sight around the corner, waiting with a sort of stillness the others often found disconcerting. As soon as Thor stepped around the corner, he drove his fist into his brother's face.
He could never win in a fistfight against Thor. Intellectually, he knew this. But so much rage flowed through his veins that it also didn't really matter at the moment.
His fist connected with a satisfying crack, hard enough that a sharp shock of pain ran through his hand. Loki's face contorted in a silent snarl and he grabbed the front of Thor's tunic, driving him into the nearby wall.
His hands were white-knuckled fists in Thor's tunic as he pressed in, his face only a few inches from his brother's. "You are a fool. If this stupidity is how you will repay me, never ask a favor of me again," he hissed. Though quiet, the words held all the anger and venom of a scream.
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He could never win in a fistfight against Thor. Intellectually, he knew this. But so much rage flowed through his veins that it also didn't really matter at the moment.
His fist connected with a satisfying crack, hard enough that a sharp shock of pain ran through his hand. Loki's face contorted in a silent snarl and he grabbed the front of Thor's tunic, driving him into the nearby wall.
His hands were white-knuckled fists in Thor's tunic as he pressed in, his face only a few inches from his brother's. "You are a fool. If this stupidity is how you will repay me, never ask a favor of me again," he hissed. Though quiet, the words held all the anger and venom of a scream.