Indomitable Marvel

Theoric woke up the next day to a loud bellow, "What in Odin's beard is going on around here!"

Pushing himself up he walked out of the cave he was staying in to see an angry embarrassed Vott fighting against his restraints as he yelled obscenities at the nearby men to untie him faster.

Upon glimpsing Theoric he turned his glare onto him- "You, come here and explain why in the Hel I and these men are n.a.k.e.d and tied up." doing his best not to yell at Theoric, remembering exactly who he is, while it was true Theoric was under his orders at the moment for whatever strange reason, they were not exactly on the same level.

Theoric outside of his reputation was still a Crimson Hawk who worked directly under the king.

Theoric seeing his predicament in a new light broke out into a grin, much to the dissatisfaction of Vott,- "You dare!"

This only made Theoric start laughing as he thought about the hairy n.a.k.e.d man struggling to escape his restraints while tied to other n.a.k.e.d men.

Vott now red in anger shouted- "Shut up, shut up this instant!"

Theoric waved his hand apologizing- "I'm sorry, but it really is funny." gaining snorts from the other men who were trying not to laugh, knowing they wouldn't have as easy of an end as Theoric, quickly going quiet when the glares from Vott and the men came their way.

Vott now freed found his belongings nearby wasting no time in putting them on, hoping to forget anything ever happened.

Vott glowered at Theoric,- "Explain what's happened and who are these rock people."

Theoric- "These are Kronans, once equals on this planet until they were caught off guard by the rock trolls in ages passed and brought to near extinction, this is some of the few that are left as for why you were n.a.k.e.d well..."

He explained how he stripped himself after being drugged by the berries they ate and how they tied them together so he didn't have to worry about them wandering around while they fought the incoming trolls.

Vott gave another pensive huff while watching the other men who were tied up with him gather themselves- "Alright, I understand now about some things, but please explain why we were left out in the cold while tied up n.a.k.e.d?" he asked Still feeling moody about waking up with frozen balls.

Theoric hearing this cringed knowing he was in the wrong not thinking about it, being tired was no excuse not to have someone take care of them. While Vott was looking away he slowly retreated out of sight.

Vott not receiving a response looked over to where he used to be turning red with anger again yelling- "You bastard, how dare you hide from me."

Luckily he was saved when Zardok made his way over to introduce himself to the Captain of the men- "Why hello there, leader of the chosen one."

Vott angrily turned to the person who interrupted him intending to yell some more before realizing it was a Kronan,- "huh, wait did you say chosen one?"

Zardok feeling nervous that he did something wrong stuttered- "ah, uh, yeah?" thinking he might have made a mistake revealing his identity that he was keeping secret.

Theoric meanwhile wanted to go test his powers again after receiving another symbolic click this morning feeling stronger than ever.

He had a Kronan lead him to a private area where he could practice out of the way and that was clear of life so he wouldn't destroy or hurt anything.

Now alone he brought his energy to bear as he constructed a big dome, thickening it so no one could see inside, about the size of a house, feeling it was too small he pushed his energy out expanding it several times so he would have plenty of room to experiment.

Happy with the result from the dome he could already tell that he had a vast improvement, able to now set up a more robust and durable construct that won't disappear any time soon after he stops supplying it.

Continuing his training with the knowledge that the farther he tried to construct things away from his body the harder it was.

He tested his limits by creating great swords one at a time at the edges of the dome, first at the top, then another at each of the 4 theoretical corners to amplify the difficulty as he forced himself to split his focus to different areas or risk them falling apart.

Sweat forming as he held his concentration, using more energy than ever before, he truly felt powerful at this moment despite the strain that was building up as he made the great swords move around the dome in different patterns.

Nearing his limit he brought the swords together fusing them into one giant 15ft sword that he then shot towards the side of the dome.

The dome having already lost some of its earlier strength stood no chance as the sword pierced through shattering a big hole on its way out where it pierced the mountainside behind before coming to a stop at the hilt.

Sitting down he looked on at his work pleased, thinking in time he would use these energy constructs for all sorts of fun things.

The war was helping to increase his abilities at a much faster rate, but at the same time it still seemed way to slow, while his power has increased, he was still not nearly strong enough to go toe to toe with the likes of Ulik and Thor.

His powers were still just gimmicks when compared to their strength, he was frustrated with how slow his body was changing. The Avanti's were massive wales with the ability to fly at high speeds, even faster than light while in space.

He wondered what kind of physical strength he would end up with and if he would be lucky enough to fly in the future.

Leaving that thought behind he thought of happier things, reaching out to his wife back home- 'Sigyn my love, How are you doing?'

Sigyn happy to hear from him started to excitedly talk about her days, spending the rest of the day chatting together.