[It's not the first dragon Thor has faced, it won't be the last either. He's not particularly scared of it so much as he's tensing at the sight of panicked, frightened civilians.
It's just an illusion, but he's prone to falling for those. He doesn't want a single, dead robot..virtual... whatever. No dead villagers on his hands.
Thor casts his eye around the people running toward the beast, assessing his allies as he jogs into the fray as well. Natasha is hard to miss, and his expression softens for a moment when he smiles at her. They're here for business, though, so he's quick to shout over at her.]
If I distract it, do you think you can pierce the underbelly? [He waves over at her when he asks, raising a brow at her weapon of choice.]
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It's just an illusion, but he's prone to falling for those. He doesn't want a single, dead robot..virtual... whatever. No dead villagers on his hands.
Thor casts his eye around the people running toward the beast, assessing his allies as he jogs into the fray as well. Natasha is hard to miss, and his expression softens for a moment when he smiles at her. They're here for business, though, so he's quick to shout over at her.]
If I distract it, do you think you can pierce the underbelly? [He waves over at her when he asks, raising a brow at her weapon of choice.]