"God of lightning, my arse," Nero chuckled.
"Your lightning is powerful. I must say," Thor uttered as soon as his body regenerated.
"And yours is too weak for a 'God of lightning'," Nero remarked with a smug look on his face.
"I guess… you are right," Thor nodded in a solemn voice.
"You should be glad that I don't have my trident with me, or you would be toast," Nero proclaimed.
"I should get serious too." Thor swung Mjolnir and tossed it into the air as he flew up in the sky.
SIGH!
Nero sighed and shook his head in disbelief as he muttered, "Another lightning attack."
The clouds rumbled once again, and a giant whirlwind of thunder roared in the sky that surrounded Thor.
Nero raised his brows and squinted his eyes, 'What is this feeling?'
"Why can't I control his lightning?" Nero murmured.
Nero had the ability to control weather, but for some reason, he couldn't control Thor's lightning, almost as if they didn't belong to this world.
