Thor weakly raised his right hand to the cheek of Sif, who leaned down and kissed him one last time. He exhaled. Staring upon his love, a tear streamed down his cheek clearing a path in the dark soot left from the dragon’s fire. His eyes glazed over as his hand fell to the ground. He had given up the ghost. The god of thunder, son of Odin and Freyja, the Prince of Asgard, had fallen. The women mourned and wailed. Odin grabbed his spear, his jaw clenched, as he looked down upon the body of his son and heir. Shouts came from the Bifrost as the Earthbound legion came through, swords raised, shields gleamed. Although they stared at Thor briefly as they continued on, they obeyed Odin’s signal to attack as he pointed his spear towards the battle underway in the garden. The Earthbound i

