Chapter 95
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In a palace some distance away, the Warriors Three and Lady Sif were also growing increasingly anxious.
Thor had been banished, King Odin had fallen into the Odinsleep, and Loki had taken power, forbidding them from seeking out Thor. This made them even more desperate. Compared to Loki, they believed Thor was more suited to be king, the true king of Asgard.
Moreover, Asgard might soon face war. The incident with the Frost Giants in Jotunheim had angered them, and there were signs they might initiate conflict. Loki, eager to prove himself a better king than Thor, was already devising plans to deal with the Frost Giants definitively, aiming to demonstrate to Odin that only he, Loki, was fit to rule Asgard.
In the palace, Fandral, one of the Warriors Three, paced anxiously, while Volstagg indulged in food and drink, and the others remained silent, lost in thought.
After some time, as they discussed going to find Thor, a guard entered the hall. "Heimdall needs to see you."
As the guard left, Fandral and the others felt a surge of apprehension.
Heimdall wouldn't have overheard them planning to defy Loki and seek out Thor, would he?
Despite their trepidation, the Warriors Three and Lady Sif had no choice but to go.
A short while later, in the Bifrost bridge chamber, Heimdall awaited them. As soon as they arrived, he began his questioning.
"Do you intend to defy Loki, our king? To commit treason in rescuing Thor?"
The room fell silent.
Lady Sif stepped forward, "Yes."
"Good," Heimdall replied, nodding before turning to leave, seemingly outraged.
"Will you help us?" Sif asked urgently.
As he walked away, Heimdall responded, "I serve the kingdom and cannot open the bridge for you."
With that, he left the chamber.
As he departed, Fandral asked, "Isn't he difficult to deal with?"
They contemplated whether they could overpower Heimdall and force him to open the Bifrost. However, as the guardian of Asgard's gates, Heimdall's combat prowess was formidable, and even together, they weren't confident of victory.
"What should we do?" Volstagg asked, his large frame slumping in frustration.
Suddenly, Sif nudged Fandral and pointed behind him.
They turned to see a golden sword embedded in the chamber's center, the key to the Bifrost bridge. Sparks of white energy danced along the blade, indicating the bridge had been activated.
The four exchanged a look of joy and relief before stepping into the light and vanishing.
In the palace, Loki sensed the Bifrost's activation and made his way to Asgard's treasure vault. Using the royal scepter, Gungnir, he unleashed the Destroyer armor, a fearsome sentinel capable of autonomously seeking and eliminating threats, far more formidable than any sentinel robots.
"Don't let my brother return," Loki commanded the Destroyer, ensuring its obedience.
He then prepared to travel to Midgard himself, having intended to go earlier but delayed by the Frost Giants' issues.
He wanted to see Thor and Mjolnir for himself. He remembered Odin's enchantment, believing that if he could lift Mjolnir, it would prove his worthiness.
Meanwhile, on Earth, a massive beam of light from the Bifrost illuminated the sky, depositing the Warriors Three and Lady Sif. They set off toward Thor's location, attracting the attention of curious onlookers.
"Is this a Renaissance fair?"
"Mom, those people look strange!"
Their armored and armed appearance drew stares and comments, but they paid no mind, focused on their mission.
In a nearby shop, Thor, still reeling from Mjolnir's rejection, heard a knock at the glass door. He turned to see four armored figures.
Volstagg's booming voice announced, "We found you!"
They burst through the door, embracing Thor warmly. Jane and her friends watched in amazement.
Thor introduced his friends, "These are my companions."
He turned to the Warriors Three, excitement in his voice, "I'm so glad to see you."
But then, his expression darkened, "You shouldn't have come."
"Why not?" Sif demanded, "Do you know how hard it was for us to get here? Why don't you want to come back with us?"
The Warriors Three and Sif looked at him in confusion.
Thor hesitated before explaining, "I'm no longer the God of Thunder. Father stripped me of my powers, and Mjolnir..."
His voice faltered, "It rejected me, choosing a Midgardian as its master."
His friends were stunned, unable to believe what they were hearing.
"Mjolnir chose a Midgardian?" Fandral exclaimed.
"How is that possible? Who is this person?"
The questions came rapidly, their disbelief evident.
Thor, remembering the words of the white-clad figure, told them, "Before he left, he said you would come for me."
The revelation left them speechless.
A Midgardian knowing their plans?
"And he said Loki would try to kill me," Thor added.
The Warriors Three and Sif exchanged uneasy glances, considering the possibility.
Loki, hidden nearby and listening, felt a chill. A Midgardian predicting his actions?
He resolved to find this person, needing to understand how they knew so much about Asgard and his intentions.
In disbelief, he muttered, "Midgardian, who are you?"
Whether for Mjolnir or the prophecies, Loki knew he had to meet this enigmatic figure.
(End of Chapter)