"Is this really worth making such a fuss over?" Aaron curled his lip disdainfully and asked against his better judgment, "Could the Goddess of Death possibly defeat Thor?"
"Heh! I haven't heard such a funny joke in thousands of years." Randolph pursed his lips. "Thor is the God of Thunder. Everyone can see how powerful he is. But don't ever underestimate the Goddess of Death. I don't know much about her. After all, when she was still Asgard's grand princess, I was only a lowly stonemason's apprentice. The difference in our status was too great. I wasn't even qualified to look up at her from behind. But one day, an unprecedented civil war broke out in Asgard. Odin dispatched Asgard's most elite Valkyrie Legion to suppress Hela, but they failed."
"The Valkyrie Legion? Were they that strong?"
"How should I put it?" Randolph pondered for a moment. "You know Lady Sif, right? Every warrior in the Valkyrie Legion was as powerful as her, and their weapons and equipment were all top-notch. Even their mounts were Pegasi."
"Hiss! That really is surprising."
"What's even more surprising is that such an elite army was completely wiped out." Randolph spoke with lingering fear. "It's said that Odin had to personally step in to suppress his daughter in the end."
"Other than Hela's accomplishments, what else do you know?"
Randolph spread his hands. "Don't make things too difficult for me. I'm just a stonemason."
"Fine." Aaron laughed helplessly. "Let's change the question. Have you ever heard of Ragnarok?"
Randolph blinked blankly, then shook his head. "No."
"Really not?" Aaron asked unwillingly.
"Well, I know a little." Randolph gave an awkward smile. "Ragnarok is a prophecy. Surtur, the King of Fire Giants, will destroy Asgard. But no one takes this prophecy seriously. The Fire Giants