"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Split up and get everyone to the other side of the Bifrost. I'm ready to activate the Bifrost and leave Asgard at any moment!" Outside the Palace of Asgard, Heimdall shouted at Loki and the others, his voice edged with anxiety.
"But are we just leaving like this? Are we abandoning Asgard?" Volstagg asked, his brow tightly furrowed, unwillingness in his voice.
"Abandoning? What else can you do?" Sif sighed softly and said in a low voice, "We're still too weak. If the Fire Giant Surtur truly descends, forget fighting him—even watching the battle would be beyond us..."
"Have you all forgotten when His Majesty and Loki faced Hela and Serpent Cul before? We could only hide in a cave and wait for the battle to end. We didn't even have the right to take part!"
"Enough talk. Compared to Asgard's people and legacy, this divine realm of Asgard isn't that important. After all, hasn't His Majesty long wanted to create a new Asgard?" Fandral reminded everyone, then ran in one direction—toward a gathering place for Asgard's people.
"You actually want to create a New Asgard? What arrogance!" Inside Odin Vault, Hela keenly heard the voices outside. She swung the Sword of Death in her hand toward Thor as she mocked him.
With a clang, Hela's taunt failed to affect Thor at all. He only had one thought now: beat this avatar of Hela to death, then take Asgard's people and Loki away from here.
As for the Fire Giant Surtur's appearance and the Ragnarok that might soon come to pass, Thor could no longer be bothered to think about them. To the current Thor, surviving was the most important thing!
After this clash, Hela's figure flew back in a sorry state. She was only an avatar,