Thud—thud—thud—
In Vanaheim, one of the Nine Realms and the territory of the dwarves, it seemed as though an ancient giant god was awakening. Invisible tremors rang out, like a giant god stepping upon a planet, shaking all of Vanaheim along with them.
"What happened?!" The Dwarf King of Vanaheim raised his head toward the gradually slowing Convergence. Deep wrinkles creased his weathered face in terror, and unable to suppress the fear in his heart, he roared.
All the dwarves of Vanaheim panicked, running and shouting in every direction. The air seemed like a hand gripping their throats, trying to strangle them to death. The invisible vibrations stirred their hearts, causing their blood and vitality to churn beyond control, leaving them so agitated they felt ready to explode.
The Convergence continued slowly overlapping space. Though Malekith was no longer accelerating it, he had already set it in motion, and the layers upon layers of space continued interacting endlessly. Scenes from every realm of the Nine Realms could be seen, flashing and shifting over and over. When the images flickered over Vanaheim, they triggered shocking upheavals among the living beings of the Nine Realms.
"What is that?!" In Alfheim, the realm of the light elves—a race of beautiful, magically gifted elves who loved nature and light, and were known for their kindness and warmth—an ancient elder cried out in shock, his expression stunned.
That earth-shaking energy left even an ancient being who had witnessed Odin ascend the throne of the King of the Gods utterly shaken and pale.
The powerful beings sealed within Helheim also fell silent upon witnessing this scene.
"What exactly is Odin facing...?" a powerful being murmured in horror.
"What is that thing?!" On Earth, Nick Fury stood by the window of a S.H.I.E.L.D. laboratory and raised his