The coarse, muffled voice carried a hint of excitement, and the few enormous figures made the steel floor tremble faintly.
Leo could now clearly see what the newcomers looked like.
A tall, burly giant more than three and a half meters tall walked over with three other towering giants who were hardly any shorter.
They had thick limbs and long hair tied behind their heads.
Their faces were covered in beards, but the beards were kept extremely neat, hanging around their lips like Thor's.
Yet those enormous hands, utterly disproportionate to their bodies, reached out and grabbed Thor.
With fingers that thick, Leo truly couldn't believe they could do any delicate work in that condition.
Compared to the high-tech-looking equipment around them, the style seemed somewhat crude, but the precise lines and parts within looked like things from another world, making them seem rather out of place beside the Giants.
Thor stepped forward and threw a straight punch at the giant hand reaching for him.
The two enormous forces collided, and Thor was forced back several steps, though he did manage to halt the giant's movement.
"Hahaha, Thor, has Asgard run out of weapons again? Or did you tear down the Bifrost again?"
The enormous Dwarf looked at Thor and laughed. The relationship between them seemed extremely close.
Thor called out loudly, "Eitri, stop joking around. Let me introduce you. This is my friend, Leo. He's also a friend of Asgard. When the Dark Elves invaded last time, he helped Asgard tremendously."
He then turned back to Leo. "Leo, this is Eitri, Dwarf King Eitri. He's the king of Nidavellir."
Leo stepped forward and looked at the giant before him, gazing up at him with a smile on his face.
"Hello, Eitri."
"Hello!"
Eitri's muffled voice came from above.
"Thor,