In the heat of battle, where the massive beast swung it's claws wildly trying to swat away it's tiny attackers, there was a low rumble. Not everyone heard it, at first. But then, it came again. Louder. And a great deal more menacing. Suddenly a shadow fell across the battlefield. And, for a moment, it was almost as if an even larger monster towered over them. One by one the heroes looked up, and watched as a massive, storm cloud spread across the sky like oil through water, and swallowed the sun. "I'll thank you to get out of my city, monster." Thor called over the hungry growl of the growing storm, before letting out a roar that was all at once majestic and animal. The massive bolt of lightning sailed downwards, branching off in search of the highest ground until finally it was found in the form of the dragon's head. With force shared by few other things in nature, the electric tendril punched through the top of the dragon's skull. It's head burst into flame and rained droplets of fire down on the streets, before it's entire body erupted, and a million pieces of machinery filled the skies. Flaming shrapnel of all shapes and sizes rained down like bullets, cutting through flesh and tendons of the countless Norse warriors. Acting with unmatched speed, Captain America quickly raised his shield, against which the shrapnel bounced harmlessly. Spider-Man was quick to act, dodging and weaving through the metallic barrage with a speed and agility Thor had never before seen. The Black Panther was quick to take refuge, as well, using a nearby car and shield himself. "Another one of Osborn's toys." Thor grunted, as he touched down beside Captain America and the Black Panther, soon joined by the young Spider-Man. "I must say I'd like a word with the man."