08-27-2016, 07:25 PM
The asguardian god looked up at the human for a long few moments, though didn't take the others hand as he reached for his broken staff to grab it again. Brows furrowed in discomfort as he placed it firmly on the floor and slowly lifted himself up onto his feet carefully. Groaning softly and leaning against the shuddering wall, grimacing and holding his middle as he stood up then panted softly before moving towards the spot Stark spoke of.
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