Asgard fell deathly silent, everyone staring in disbelief as their king was held up like a dead dog.
They had never imagined Odin losing, much less wanted to accept this reality now.
Asgard had ruled the Nine Realms thanks to Odin, the King of the Gods. Before the beings of the other realms, they had always stood high above all else, scorning every living thing outside Asgard.
Now, that pride had been shattered by the demon god's figure, and they could hardly accept the reality before them.
It was as though they had gone deaf. They could not hear the fervent cheers of the Earth coalition calling He-El's name from across the battlefield. They could only hear the blood flowing through their veins and the thoughts pounding in their hearts: How is this possible? Asgard cannot lose.
How could the King of the Gods lose?
"Father..." Thor's eyes widened in disbelief. His grip on Mjolnir nearly slackened, and the hammer almost fell from his palm. A chill spread through his heart.
No Asgardian had ever imagined Odin could lose.
Thor had even believed that He-El going to war against Asgard was the most foolish choice possible. After this battle, his father's wrath would engulf Earth, and humanity would forever become Asgard's slaves in truth.
Because the King of the Gods would never permit the beings of the Nine Realms to challenge him.
But Thor had not expected it. He had never even considered the possibility that He-El might win.
He-El was very powerful. He could split the Destroyer apart with a single blade, but it was only the Destroyer. Thor himself could deal with it as well.
But now, He-El was facing the king of Asgard, the King of the Gods, Odin, conqueror of the Nine Realms!
Thor had always