In a secret base somewhere in New York City.
Thor was savoring a bag of chips.
Ever since his brother Loki had brought news of their father's death, the guy had fallen into a slump.
Like a middle-aged man whose career had hit a wall, a confused uncle who had no idea what he should do.
Like most people, Thor had ultimately chosen to give up and coast.
Although he did not know why the organization called S.H.I.E.L.D. cared so much about him, he was not losing out either.
So during this time, Thor had continued mooching food and drink off S.H.I.E.L.D. His life was actually pretty good; at the very least, he did not have to worry about starving to death.
"So, how do you think your brother will deal with us?"
Not far from Thor, Nick Fury sat on a couch with a dark expression.
Watching Thor stuff his face made him angry.
He felt like Jino had fooled him again. What Asgardian prince? He was clearly just a foodie and a useless bum.
"Deal with you?"
Thor reluctantly pulled his gaze away from the television and began thinking seriously. Then he said, "I don't know how to put it, or how to describe it."
"My brother's divine title in Asgard is the God of Mischief. It means he is full of schemes and impossible to read."
"He might send the Asgardian army, or he might use some powerful weapons."
As if he had remembered something, Thor's expression changed drastically. "Damn it, I forgot about the Rainbow Bridge. Loki wouldn't use rainbow energy to bombard Midgard, would he?"
Hearing Thor's words, Fury's face darkened slightly. When Loki had visited Earth before, he had overheard Jino's conversation with him and learned that the Rainbow Bridge was a powerful energy