Frigga had gotten Alvin's assurance. She smiled and nodded. "Asgard fighting in Nidavellir is like fighting on home ground...
"Alvin, I'm not worried about the war with the Kree. You should go see Asgard. The warriors there are already prepared.
"The only thing I want to ask is that you help Thor and Loki if necessary..."
Alvin smiled and shook his head. "You should be thinking about yourself, not your two sons.
"Why are you always so pessimistic?
"No matter what we face, we should get through it together.
"You're the vanguard. As long as you still consider this place your 'home,' I promise there will always be a place for you on Earth.
"I'd even fight with a Battle Axe to win you a piece of land!"
Frigga was so moved that she tried to hug Alvin, but the smell coming off War God No. 3 was truly awful...
Watching Alvin pilot War God No. 3 toward a fire hose, Frigga spoke in a very quiet voice. "What about Vanaheim? They came from Earth too..."
Alvin looked back at the worried Frigga. "But it's obvious they have other ideas. That's not something I care about, though. As long as they stop trying to stir up trouble, I'll pretend I know nothing."
As he spoke, Alvin lowered his head and rinsed War God No. 3's helmet with the hose. Then he turned to Frigga and said, "That so-called Freyr clearly doesn't consider himself a 'guest'...
"To be honest, I've heard about all his various actions...
"Those poor Night Dragons became living Space Portals, but they could only open at the moment of their deaths.
"Satan was one of their Einherjar, sent to Hell to seize territory. After failing, he came to Earth and went into hiding, then played the villain