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Terribly cold. That was the first thing that came into their minds when they reached the place. It was a underground cave lurking beyond the mountain, right after the Forgotten Kingdom - What was left of a incredibly violent war that took place centuries ago. There was no living being here. Only dust and memories, the cries of hundred lost souls still being heard through the wind…
At least that's what stories told. Now, all that could be heard were the playful voices of six godly entities who didn't care too much about stories.
They were part of them, anyway.
"Ha, ha! Is that all you've got? You'll need a lot more than that to defeat me, Fandral the Dashing!"
Volstagg smiled. He liked challenges. Specially when he knew he would win.
"You should watch your mouth, Mr. Dashing. If you don't, you'll keep thinking you're in the first place."
These words made the warrior look back and for very close he was missed by Hogun's horse which jumped after him without hesitation. The Grim passed through him with joy and kept focus, heading towards the goal.
"After him!", yelled Fandral, smiling as Volstagg approached him and both found themselves fighting for the first place.
Behind the warrios came Sif, Thor and Loki. The Goddess kept her eyes over Loki, watching every single movement he perfomed to find any proof he was up to something. The once mischievous didn't pay attention. He had better things to do.
That would be to win of his brother. And he swore to himself he would do it this time.
"C'mon, Hela, girl! Remember everything I taught you, c'mon!", He whispered as his horse started running faster using all of her strenght. He approached Thor and got as close as he could.
"You'll have to do better this time, brother!"
"Why don't you tell that yourself?" Thor yelled to him and held Oskar – His horse – close, reminding him of what he had taught him. Both laughed and started to run as if it was the end of the world. There were no problems, no responsabilities, just a friendly race between friends.
Of course, that didn't involve Sif.
Staying so close to that sorcerer wouldn't do Thor any good… She had to separate them somehow or this wouldn't end up well.
Hogun's horse hit a rock and lost speed. Volstagg passed Fandral and got first place...
"Maybe running through them would call his attention away", Sif thought. It wasn't a bad idea, no one would notice what she was trying to do. It was just a race after all...
"What do you say about... Now?", Loki asked his brother. Thor smiled to him. Yes, it was known by everyone that Thor always liked to win at the very end to make things more... Exciting. Especially now, The Warriors Three seemed to be really into the race and to break the tension going on between them would be fun to watch...
That thought, Thor gave Oskar a slight kick and he understood what he had to do. As fast as wind, the Might God of Thunder raced through the place, feeling the glory of victory hitting his body. He smiled big when he passed through the warriors and saw their surprised faces. Oh yeah, this would be-
That was when a faster than wind horse passed him and the surprised face was his. What the-
"Loki?"
Hela was moving her legs incredibly fast and the God riding her kept his face straight, seeing the goal getting closer and closer... In a last attempt, Thor kicked Oskar once again and he ran as fast as Hela. They were side by side now, mere meters away from victory...
"So you did practice with her!"
"What? You thought I was lying?"
Thor made Oskar run faster... But before he managed to accelerate, Hela was pulled by Loki and she entered in front of him, blocking his way. A second later, she was jumping through the goal.
Loki had won.