But the second stopped him, and he turned with a roar of rage that was like the bellowing of a mad bull--a snarling, thunderous cry of wrath that could have been heard a quarter of a mile down the valley.
Bruce heard it as he fired his sixth unavailing shot at seven hundred yards.

Langdon was reloading.

For fifteen seconds Thor offered himself openly, roaring his defiance, challenging the enemy he could no longer see; and then at Langdon's seventh shot, a whiplash of fire raked his back, and in strange dread of this lightning which he could not fight, Thor continued up over the break.

He heard other rifle shots, which were like a new kind of thunder.

But he was not hit again.