Thor threw his Miolnir at the giant.
The giant turned and smirked. “Did a leaf touch me?”
Thor caught the Miolnir which always returned to his hand and was shocked. But Thor threw his hammer again.
The giant caught his forehead. “I think an acorn fell on my head.”
Thor threw the Miolnir again, the hardest that he could manage.
The giant laughed out aloud. “There must be a bird on that tree that let a feather fall on my face.”
The giant then turned and walked towards the forest. But before that, the giant gave a word of advice to Thor. “Thor, you think I am a tall man, but there are much taller giants than me. Turn back now and be satisfied with what you have learnt from your trip to Jotunheim.”
Thor shook his head and shouted after the giant. “I will never turn back. We will meet again and there is something that we will learn from each other at that time.”
The giant did not reply and walked into the forest.
Thor and his friends looked for the giant in the forest and then when they could not find the giant, they continued their journey.
It was noon, when Thor and his friends reached the end of the forest. After the forest was a vast barren plain land and a great city stood there.
Thor and his friends came to the city and found that the gates of the city were closed. But the space between the bars of the closed doors was so huge that Thor and his friends were able to pass through the space between the gates.
Thor and his friends easily went inside the city.
Adapted from Norse Mythology
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