His laugh made her shiver, and she belatedly realized that when Thor touched her, her skin tingled. Like lightning, but without the zap from the other day, that had shattered light bulbs around them. She supposed that made more sense, now that she’d seen his eyes light up and understood more of his power base. She probably should have connected those dots sooner, too, but Thor made her feel slow, despite how fast he thought she was.
Diana couldn’t remember the last time she’d been so happy, and she remembered every moment of her life. Perhaps back on Themyscira, she had felt this fierce joy, but it had been gone since then. Defeating Ares had been a different thing, a sacred duty laid at the feet of the Amazons and picked up by Diana herself, alone. This was just a fight, and a rousing one at that, and it was clear she wasn’t the only one thinking that way.
“I am-” Diana had been about to tell him that she was the Godkiller, and what could be stronger than that, but then it occurred to her (luckily in time) that Thor himself might be a God, and perhaps that wasn’t the sort of thing she ought to go around announcing. Had she learned nothing from Steve Trevor? “I am an Amazon, daughter of Hippolyta, our Queen. I could be no less.”
Diana shrugged, and she shifted, flopping onto her back beside Thor in the grass with a huff. “And there are few who could stand against you. I’d bet on that.”