Frigga watched Sköll evade her attack, and her brows immediately drew together in displeasure.
As she raised her greatsword again, Frigga pursed her lips and snapped.
"Damn it, not only is he huge, he's agile too!"
"Indeed!"
Beside Frigga, Kratos and Loki silently appeared. Facing the enormous and increasingly agitated Sköll, Kratos drew his shield and spear.
As for Loki...
He first pulled out his little daggers, then...
He looked at the daggers, each barely the size of two palms, and frowned.
He had no way to enlarge their blades. With these two daggers, he probably could not even harm a single hair on Baldr's body.
So he quietly put the daggers back at his waist and took out the Space Stone again.
But after the stone appeared, even the panic it inherently carried had vanished.
Loki panicked at first, then smiled. He had forgotten that this was no longer the Marvel Universe.
So he put the stone away and continued digging through his things.
Soon, the secret treasure of Jotunheim, the Casket of Ancient Winters, appeared in his palm.
Holding the thing in his hand, he felt the power within the casket once more.
Loki nodded in satisfaction.
Not only had the Casket of Ancient Winters not lost its effect, it had become countless times stronger than before!
It seemed this was the enhancement the native world of Asgard had brought to the Casket of Ancient Winters!
He held up the Casket of Ancient Winters and pointed it toward Sköll.
"I'll support you!"
As his words fell, an overwhelming chill burst from Loki's hands. Billowing white mist spread outward and slammed directly into Sköll's face.
Feeling the cold air rush over him, Sköll froze for a moment before delight appeared on his canine face.
Ah, the scent of frost