"Leave, or I will send you away," Heimdall said as he stared down at Mykel and pointed his giant sword at Mykel's face.
"Did I do something that would make others perceive me as a threat?" Mykel asked as he stared at the tip of the blade in front of his eyes.
"Anyone who's not an Asgardian is considered a threat. I'm the protector of Asgard and I will do my duty until the end of time, no matter the cost," Heimdall answered as he kept pointing the sword at Mykel and slowly moved it forward.
Mykel wasn't impressed with Heimdall, and he was annoyed by the way Heimdall used his sword. Mykel grabbed the tip of the blade with his right hand and then crushed it with his grip.
"Your power can only send me to the worlds of Yggdrasil. Send me away, and I will destroy the world that you're going to send me to," Mykel stared at Heimdall with a sharp gaze.
Heimdall was astounded at how effortlessly a hand's grip could break a sword that was crafted and forged by dwarves.
