It's an unusual fight for Prometheus, not used to fighting an opponent so much smaller than him. He used to horse around a little with his son, Deucalion, at his full size, but then his wife would get anxious about it, so that was that. No wonder so many giants and monsters had their supersized rears handed to them by heroes!

Thor's strategy is sound, and though the timing is perfect on launching from one strap of leather to the next, Prometheus anticipates his move. He brushes his hand against the back of his skirt as if wiping it free of dust, determined to dislodge Thor, if not outright catch him in his open grasp.