Loki's face lit up with excitement at those words, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Perhaps!"
Under Loki's control, the airship shot toward the middle of the mountain. In the blink of an eye, it was upon it. Jane Foster had long since fearfully buried herself in Thor's arms, while Thor held her tightly and stared ahead with a tense expression, ready to jump ship with her at any moment.
However, when he saw Chen Mo standing calmly at the bow, Thor's tense mood eased somewhat. Then he noticed a barely visible crack in the mountain directly ahead!
The mountain was pitch-black, and the crack could not be spotted until they were right upon it, which was why he had failed to notice it from afar.
Even so, Thor could not completely relax. The crack was only just wide enough for the airship to enter, perhaps even a little too narrow. At the airship's current speed, the slightest mistake would send it crashing into the rock, destroying the vessel and killing everyone aboard!
As they were about to fly into the crack, Loki's expression at the rear of the airship turned serious. His eyes remained fixed on the opening, his hands tightly gripping the controls as he made minute adjustments to the airship's course.
At last, under Loki's control, the airship plunged precisely into the crack. But the interior was not perfectly straight, and the rocks on either side were uneven. The upright metal wings on both sides of the airship repeatedly scraped against the stone walls, sending showers of sparks flying as the vessel jolted violently.
Thor held Jane Foster tightly to keep her from being thrown out, while Chen Mo remained as steady as if standing on level ground, firmly planted at the bow as