“If you’re something other than a stranger telling me I’m going to die, then no. I don’t have the slightest clue who you are. Should I?”

"I am Ares. The God of war. The Fates tell you you’re going to die, I was simply telling you a way to prevent from dying.”
—— One breath exhaled harsh to fan her frustration into the open air (angled inward at self, Sif bitter and sore over...
"I am standing this way so that I can explain to you why not to. If you are hit with a blow from the left all of your...
“I’m fast enough. Am I just supposed to out-run them until they get tired? Or are we talking fast enough to dodge their...
"Call yourself god as much as you want; when a goat calls itself phoenix it still stays a goat.”