"This was not a battle...this was a slap fight" He spit into the ash. Aragon hacked them with the steed iron hoofs. The horse kick and flapped its wings causing one of them to land on his spear. He smiled at the winged creature. "Where you mine...you would be spoiled for your fighting prowess mighty one!" He smiled as he hacked away at one.
Valkyrie ran the last one through the two where now alone in a heep of dead creatures. "Hephaestus will be creating Iron weapons and armor and tipped arrows for your people. The man needs something to do." He walked over taking his axe off a creature. "When we return to asgard...I must give you somthing...but only when we get back to your city."