With heavy breathing and a racing heart, Kaizen held his spear steady against Thor's chest, his psychic energy pulsing through every fiber of his being. The God of Thunder, his blue eyes shining with determination, made no move to push him away. The hall was utterly silent, the gods present watching the scene with a mixture of admiration and fear.
Every muscle in Kaizen's body screamed with exhaustion, but he knew this was the moment. He had to show these gods that a mortal could face one of them as an equal. His mind raced with strategies, but there was a part of him that knew the fight was far from over.
"You are impressive, Kaizen," Thor said, his deep, resonant voice echoing through the hall. "But this fight is far from over."
