Thor: Tales of Asgard

Your Highness, we celebrate your victory.

Try again next week, Ander?

We are at your service.

That was a stunning display, Thor.

You were victorious,

despite the trouble with your sword's grip.

- Trouble?

- Plainly, it was too slick.

I'll reprimand the dwarves for you.

Good idea.

Sif.

You missed seeing my victory.

I left right after your opponents

threw you back your weapon.

Well, there was a problem with the grip

due to the dwarves' habit of...

So now you're blaming the dwarves.

Whose idea was that? Loki's?

Are you saying

I shouldn't have won today's match?

Not just today's.

A comment like that

requires an explanation, Sif.

I'll tell you what needs explaining, Thor.

Why you have never once

ceded victory to the Einherjar,

the most celebrated warriors in Asgard!

I am simply more skilled than they.

How can that be?

They have battled the fiercest

creatures in all the nine realms,

and you have never even

left the royal grounds.

You forget I also have the strength of Odin.

Yes, and the authority.

They have no choice but to lose.

Why do you have so little faith in me, Sif?

I am the only one who has faith in you.

Everyone else treats you

like a spoiled child!

That is enough!

You've never had

an honest fight in your life.

Since you're a fair hand with a blade,

perhaps you should

make an honest man out of me.

Be careful how you jest.

Choose your weapon, wench.

A barn tool.

You think less of my skill than I realized.

Good-bye, Thor.

Thor was wrong about you, Sif.

You'll fit right in with the Valkyries.

You do your brother no favors, Loki.

Stop protecting him.

There we were,

clinging to the side of

a sheer mountain of ice,

plumes of fire

billowing up from the gorge below.

Fire? In Jtunheim?

Dragons, love.

How many were after you?

- Seven.

- Ten.

At least a dozen.

And Frost Giants were

advancing on the horizon.

There was no escape, but...

But the Warriors Three would not be

so easily diverted from their quest,

for the Sword of Surtur

is worth risking both life and limb.

Well, look who it is! Greetings, Thor.

Congratulations on your victory

in today's match.

Of course, his victory pales to

those found outside the arena.

Perhaps you'd like to

join us on our next quest, Thor.

You know he can't, Hogun.

He's not allowed to leave the kingdom.

You dare mock the prince of Asgard?

Thor, we speak only in jest.

We're friends, remember?

What crawled into his keg?

Your Eminence, we managed to learn

that the Valkyries have

established a new training camp

in the branches of Yggdrasill,

west of Svartalfheim.

Father.

Skala, how could you

come by this information

when the scout tracking them

has failed to return?

We were able to follow Brunhilde

after she had secretly met with Lady Sif.

Thank you, all.

This concludes today's council.

Gentlemen.

Now, Son, tell me what troubles you.

Father, I wish your permission to ride

with the Einherjar on one of their patrols.

You know my answer.

But I do not agree with it.

You are the son of Odin, and, as such,

you have different responsibilities

than that of a warrior.

But at least a warrior knows

the true limits of his abilities.

I see what brings you here.

You believe you've outgrown your training.

Some say the Einherjar let me win, Father.

Is that true?

Yes.

Why?

You chose to turn your training

into public entertainment.

But this kingdom cannot afford to see

its prince defeated week after week.

So you, too, doubt my abilities.

Being a king is not about

drawing a sword in battle.

It's about avoiding battle entirely.

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