The Battle of Death Mountain: Staging

[Thor]

"We're close."

 
Thor looked at the woman sitting next to him as she uttered those words. He knew that, were he to turn his head, he would see Death Mountain barreling toward their transport, the end of their journey and the set for their battle. Yet his eyes stayed on the raven haired woman beside him for just a moment longer. She had said he reminded her of a close friend and confidant. Indeed, she too reminded Thor of someone he thought of as a dear friend. Sif had never suffered any man who treated her as less than a warrior. That is why she and Thor had grown so close. Thor saw only warriors in the hearts of those around them. This Revan, carried herself with the same demand for respect. Thor smiled at the woman next to him and then turned his head to the rising peak.