One of the Men

[Thor]

Thor moved forward and dropped to Red's side. He took his ally by the shoulders and started to lift him up, slowly and gently. He held his friend tightly enough that he could not attempt to lash out at Thor but softly enough not to hurt him further. "Easy friend. They fight is over. You fought well and --" Thor was cut off by the sound of three of brick's cronies laughing.
"Look at little red head bleed! He ain't so tough! Got taken out with a back of a hand!"
Thor turned and to look at the group of recruits. He stuck out his hand as if to grab something that was not there. Mjolnir was in his hands before the three could blink. He swung his hammer in a circle launching himself forward. In a flash Thor was standing in front of the three holding the one in the middle of the ground. He looked into the other man's eyes. "Lesser men tend to get hurt when they make fun of their betters." Thor said quietly.

"HEY!" The instructor yelled. "I said no weapons! Are you a big blonde idiot or do I need to drag you threw the mud by your ear holes until I stretch them wide enough so that I can write 'NO WEAPONS IN HAND TO HAND COMBAT' on your tiny little brain.

Thor stepped away from the man dropping him to the ground. He looked at each of his companions, daring them to speak. Then he turned to the instructor. "I do not regret what I have done. I have disobeyed you and will except any punishment you see fit."

The instructor looked at Thor, then at the three on the ground. "You will do 30 laps with him," The instructor pointed to the man Thor had just dropped on the ground, "on your back. Should be nothing for a big guy like you."

Thor looked at the crony with loathing. "A fair punishment." he grunted through gritted teeth as he walked over to the other recruit, who he offered a hand to. Thor looked at the man's companions. "If I find my friend has been treated poorly you all shall taste the wrath of my hammer."