"How is it, my dear brother?" Hela calmly walked up to Thor, grabbed him by the throat, and lifted him off the ground. "Can you see the gap between us now?"
"I can forgive your stupidity, as long as you answer my question and tell me where the people of Asgard are."
The sound of the Bifrost activating suddenly rang out. A colorful beam of light shot into the sky, pierced through the atmosphere, and entered space.
"Haha!" Thor forced out a relieved smile. "Looks like you won't be finding them."
Hela snorted coldly and summoned a Sword of Night wreathed in dark green energy, driving it into Thor's chest.
"Ah!!!"
"Gasp!" Rocket sucked in a sharp breath and timidly whispered, "Didn't you say you wouldn't kill him?"
"Then you truly underestimate an Asgardian's vitality." Hela slowly pulled the Sword of Night free. Thor's face twisted in pain, but his muffled groan proved he was still alive.
After the longsword was removed, very little blood flowed from Thor's wound. It looked as though he had merely been stabbed by a small knife, with only flesh wounds.
"A god whose divine power has awakened possesses even greater vitality."
"I am Groot!" Groot timidly offered his opinion.
Rocket nodded in agreement. "Yeah, pretty hard to kill."
Hela tossed Thor aside. A squad of undead soldiers immediately forced him to kneel before her.
"The guardian of the Bifrost truly did betray us. They're lucky; I won't be starting a slaughter anytime soon.
"As for you, my dear brother..." Hela pondered for a moment. "Frigga misses you very much. From now on, she can visit you in the dungeon regularly."
Thor's pupils trembled slightly. Gathering what strength he had left, he said, "Ragnarok."
"What are you trying to say?"
"Ragnarok is coming. Thanos will