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Primal power manifested so far: 6.13%
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'Just 0.75%... this is going to be a lot tougher than I initially thought. Well, it means I get to kill more gods so it's fine.'
Arnold's arrival on the battlefield was a bit... unexpected. Thus friends and foes alike were rendered silent as the new god walked to the centre of the battlefield. He was no longer concealing his aura as if he wanted to crush whatever little hope the enemies had with a firm Ironfist.
At that moment their stature of god was reduced to that of prey. They were nothing but insolent fools who thought that taking on him would be an easy task. In fact, even the elves who were consumed with rage and madness were now acting as docile as a herd of sheep.
There was no movement, none at all. Just silence. The way he got rid of Sif, was telling how much strength he had. He didn't even need a weapon to slaughter one of Asgards strongest warriors.
