Nyx Ulric and Thor Odinson
Weird sentiment holding not being stabbed by Loki as endearing. But there it was. Not being stabbed yet as something that he held dear to himself regarding Loki.
Something the men shared in common. Often, Nyx looked at losing as not an option. Even in his death, it wasn't a loss to him. It was victory of incredible scale that paved the way for Lunafreya. Worth ever drop of blood of his spilled, or the pain from the magic burning himself inside out. In his sacrifice, those who needed a fighting chance were given just that.
Plus the revenge was so sweet.
Nyx started walking but turned around to walk backwards pointing at Thor. "Yes. We will show them why we are the greatest warriors in town, but," He smirked a devious grin. "I am going to get more hits than you." Nyx challenged with a coy tone.