Chapter 5

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[Above on Laufey's watching perch, Stephen shivers and gulps.]

Laufey: Guys, guys, relax. It's only halftime.

[Below, Loki and Rocket hear rumbling from Hydra's body.]

Rocket: That doesn't sound good. [Hydra gets three new heads] Definitely not good!

[Loki on Fenrir fights with Hydra and keeps slicing her heads off, getting more and more new ones]

Rocket: Will you forget that head-slicing thing?

[Loki gets knocked off Fenrir and falls among heads and necks of Hydra]

Loki: Rocket, I don't think we covered this one in basic training!

[Loki escapes, but falls back from the cliff and is now pressed against the wall by Hydra's paw]

Laufey: My favorite part of the game: sudden death.

[Loki crushes the rock on Hydra and gets buried under rocks himself too.]

Rocket: Oh! There goes another one. Just like Achilles.

Laufey: (lighting himself a cigar) Game. Set. Match.

[Loki appears from Hydra's dead paw. Crowd chears real loud now]

Loki: Rocket, you gotta admit, that was pretty heroic.

Rocket: Ya did it, kid! Ya did it! You won by a landslide!

[Above, Laufey turns a bright shade of red, destroying his cigar and pinches his minions' eye sockets.]

Stephen: (in pain) Laufey mad.

Maddie: Well. What do ya know?

[Cut to Muses]

Sylvie: From that day forward, our boy Loki could do no wrong. (spoken) He was so hot, steam looked cool. Oh, yeah! Bless my soul, Lokes was on a roll.

Jane: Person of the week, in every norse opinion poll.

Yelena: What a pro!

Sylvie: Lokes could stop a show, point him at a monster and you're talkin' S.R.O. He was a no one!

Muses: A zero, a zero.

Sylvie: Now he's a honcho!

Muses: He's a hero!

Sylvie: He was a kid with his act down pat!

Muses: Zero to hero in no time flat! Zero to hero!

Sylvie: Just like that!

Muses: When he entered the girls went wild! With oohs and aahs!

Jane: And they slapped his face, on every vase!

Gwen: On every "Vahse"!

Muses: From appearance fees and royalties our Lokes had cash to burn. Now nouveau riche and famous.

Sylvie: He could tell you what's a nordic urn.

Say amen, there he goes again.

Pepper: Sweet and undefeated and an awesome ten for ten.

Muses: Folks lined up just to watch him cast spells and tell them to kneel.

Jane: And this perfect package packed a pair of pretty pecs and armor.

Muses: Frosty, he comes, he sees, he conquers. Honey, the crowds were goin' bonkers. He showed the moxie brains and spunk -- yeah! From zero to hero.

Jane: A major hunk.

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