When Drake explained what Ragnar may be doing, Thor's mood instantly darkened like stormclouds. After depositing Drake near the main entrance, he flew into the hangar's concealed runway and streaked forward without letting his feet touch the ground. Wind whipped through his red-blond mane before he finally settled on the metal floor and dashed frantically towards the sublevel's primary corridor.
The distant rumble of thunder was drowned out by the shriek of Frostfang's attempt to breach Damon's workshop door. The elevator doors began to open and he saw Bobby standing in the cabin with the familiar frost spilling into the air. "Ragnar!" the Asgardian bellowed, "thou must cease this violence! You know not what you do!" His declarations came as he gripped Mjolnir's handle with white-knuckled force; the scent of ozone became noticeable.