You’re a fucking joke, Baldur! You hear me? A pathetic, ineffectual, useless excuse for a god! I’ve seen better fighting from a bunch of drunken Spartans stumbling around on a Saturday night. At least those half wits have a semblance of grit, even if they’re so far gone they can’t see straight. But you? You’re nothing but a glorified punching bag with delusions of grandeur. Your so called strength and ferocity are nothing but a pathetic farce, a cruel joke played on anyone who thought you...