Asgard, Bifrost.
After the giant wolf Fenris ran onto the colorful crystal bridge, its speed gradually slowed, and it came to a stop near the teleportation chamber.
Hela leaped off the giant wolf's back with Frigga. She stared at the burning palace in the distance, the rage in her eyes nearly taking tangible form.
"Surtur has been resurrected." Frigga spoke gravely. "Before he destroys Asgard, the prophecy of Ragnarok will continuously increase his power.
"Meanwhile, your divine power has stopped growing, hasn't it?"
"Shut up." Hela said impatiently. "Asgard's gatekeeper took that sword away, but you're Odin's Queen. Your divine power can forcibly activate the Bifrost too.
"If you don't want to die, leave now. I won't have the time to look after you later."
"I need time, plenty of it, but Surtur may not give it to me." Noticing the confusion on Hela's face, Frigga calmly explained, "During the thousands of years you were sealed away, Asgard faced enemies even Odin found difficult to defeat.
"To protect Asgard, I had no choice but to pay a price."
"No wonder." Hela suddenly understood. "I was wondering why your divine power hadn't even reached the level below the All-Father. I thought your powers had weakened from living in comfort for too long, but it turns out you damaged your foundation."
"I'll buy you as much time as I can." Dark green energy emerged from Hela's hands as she slowly raised them toward the palace.
Three dark green energy barriers rose from underground, forming a massive pyramid that sealed the burning palace inside.
As if sensing the obstruction, a vague giant face wearing a crown emerged from the roaring flames.
"The power of death? Odin's eldest daughter?"
"Hela Odinsdottir." There was a trace of wariness in Surtur's voice, but far more obvious