Crimson winds spread around Oswald, forming a giant cage of slicing currents around Max. At the same time, Thor vanished into the storm, his body becoming one with the lightning, flashing from one direction to another so quickly that most eyes could no longer follow him.
Wind sealed the space around Max, while lightning searched for an opening inside the shrinking cage. Hundreds of crimson blades rushed toward him from every side, and blue lightning flashed between them, trying to strike the small gaps in his armor.
Max looked around, amused, then lifted his free hand.
A black vortex opened above his palm.
The wind cage bent under the terrifying pull. The crimson blades twisted out of shape, pulled toward the vortex. The sight made the Wind Emperor's face pale.
Lightning struck Max's armor again and again, but it only scattered across the surface, unable to find the flesh beneath the layers of void protection.
