1×1 with _Sherlock_

[_Sherlock_]

Thor sprinted too, spinning Mjolnir and whipping up some wind to push him forward even faster.

[Darkanra]

There was a sudden blackness, as Malekith's eyes darkened. The dark Elf Lord's skin blackened and a small smile touched his lips. A long tendril of inky blackness streaked out, snapping like a whip, and knocked the hawk out of the air.

[_Sherlock_]

Thor launched himself forward so he was flying horizontally, parallel to the ground straight towards Malekith's approaching face. Thor gritted his teeth as he saw his brother go down, it was too late to abort and see if he was alright. He braced for impact.

[Darkanra]

Malekith spun around, another couple of tendrils streaking out towards Thor. A strong wind whipped up, as black sand began to circle Malekith, he smiled cruelly. The tendrils were multiplying, until Malekith began to resemble a sort of octopus-like creature; they reached out for Thor's limbs, curling around them with a grip like a vice.

Loki groaned. He was back in his humanoid form, and winced as he felt the bruise starting to form on his ribs. A curse rose unbidden to his lips as he spotted the small army of Kurse making their way towards Thor and Malekith. They were still some way away yet, but would be here soon. Loki's gaze flickered from the black sand miniature tornado, to the small army of Kurse, and back again.
"Dammit."

[_Sherlock_]

Thor got the miniature tornado before he could cover his face. Sand gashed his face and arms and Mjolnir flew from his grasp. Momentum carried him out the other side of the swirling vortex and he hit the ground hard, sliding to a stop with a gravelly slap.

An army of Kurse marched forward, slowly increasing speed as they all saw their target at once.

[Darkanra]

Malekith focused the tornado, increasing its speed and density. He began walking towards Thor and Loki.

Loki poked Thor in his armoured ribs, a hint of annoyance on his features.
"Brother, this is no time for napping."

[_Sherlock_]

Thor's hand snapped or and grabbed Loki's foot. "No time for kicking me either. Go, magic something's or something. I need to loop this time portal." With that rather large sentence, considering the blood trickling into his eyes and mouth, he flopped back onto the floor and focused on gathering energy.

[Darkanra]

Loki frowned.
"Loop? Fine. But I'm not sure it'll work the way the way you want it to."
He ran towards the army of Kurse, green smoke flowing over his hands.

Malekith walked towards Thor, his eyes black and merciless.

[_Sherlock_]

(Thor does have these powers, I'm not just stealing from Dr. Strange!)

Thor stared up at Malekith, annoyed. "Would you mind twiddling your thumbs for a second, Elf?" His eyes were distant and glassy and looking over Malekith's shoulders unseeingly.

The army of Kurse barrelled towards Loki starting a war cry simultaneously. Some levelled the meagre weapons they could find while other just through themselves at him. 10 metres away, 8 metres away...

[Darkanra]

"I would, but they will be busy throttling the life from your body!"
Malekith jumped an impossible distance, landing boots first on Thor's chest, tendrils of darkness curling around the God of Thunder like a cocoon.
((I just had to. I'm sorry. Not really.))

Loki thrust his hands out, a brilliant green glow coming from his eyes. The smoke that had been swirling around his hands shot out towards the Kurse like a geyser, swallowing them. While they were probably getting rather disorientated, the God of Mischief gestured at a couple of large rocks nearby. The rocks shifted and grew, grey, stone-coloured fur flecked with white pushed out of the rocks' warping shapes. A couple of seconds later, 5 wolves as big as horses stood growling behind Loki.
"Right." Loki flexed his fingers. "I'm afraid it's a little unfair," A small smile curled the corner of his mouth, "for them."