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Game Review:Thor, Son of Asgard

    Hey,everyone, out there in the ether. All of you nameless, faceless beings who read my words, probably out of boredom. Today I want to talk about Thor, Son of Asgard.
    I have eyeballed this game for months and started to buy it many times. Even though it was relatively cheap, I refrained, due to bad reviews and the general look of the screen shots.
   Recently, they dropped the price to 99 cents (From $2.99) and I swooped in and bought it. To my surprise the game has been a real hoot. (Fun). Here's the recipe.
   You play as the Mighty Thor. Thor returns to Asgard only to find that fabled land under siege. Like everyone else, Thor has some kin folk he doesn't like and Loki, his brother, is the worst. Loki has been plotting against Asgard  and Thor's papa, Odin. Loki has arranged for the realm to be overrun with trolls and other unsavory creatures.
   More importantly, from a 'guy' standpoint, Thor's woman, Sif, has left town with a bunch of Frost Giants. As Thor sets out in pursuit, you must battle through (6 ?) levels of Frost Giants, Trolls in Elfland and others. It seems a little short but is definitely long enough for me. But, here's the coolest part of this game.
1) You can spin your hammer, just like the comics, to block attacks. Man, is that fun after all the years of reading the comics and wanting to do that?!
2) You can fly for short distances by the power of the hammer.
3) You can smash the ground with the hammer and unleash an earthquake, lightning, etc. This destroys your enemies and is massively cool.
    When I catch up to Sif, I'm going to give her a piece of my mind. Flirting is one thing, but running off with Frost Giants is not cool. Yuk, Yuk. That black-haired wench looks great in a suit of armor but I can't abide this. From the forests of Elfland, this is CE Wills, The Mighty Thor, who is extremely sore.

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