When the Ancient One dispelled the Mirror Dimension and restored everything to normal...
Alvin glanced at the Fire Golem summoned from poor Surtur's body...
The creature's soul wasn't strong enough, so a targeted summoning spell had ripped its body away from it.
The Heart of Lava it had fused with was powerful enough to destroy all of Asgard.
Unfortunately, luck wasn't on its side. It had barely stepped outside before running into a whole crowd of superpowered big shots.
Even some unknown guy with a huge horse face had been able to cave in its face twice...
Glancing at Hela, who had decided to head for the battlefield on Nidavellir, Alvin smiled and asked, "What are you going to do with it?
"This thing is incredibly powerful, far stronger than an ordinary Fire Golem."
Holding the necklace in her hand, Hela said with a complicated expression, "I'll leave it in Asgard. The realm needs strength to protect it.
"I'll go to Nidavellir. That's where my Death Army can truly run wild."
Alvin didn't mind Hela's choice. He smiled and said, "Earth's forces will establish a defensive line on Nidavellir...
"We can help our allies and get more familiar with how battles are fought off-world."
Hela nodded, then glanced at Loki, whose face had gone pale. "Have Loki negotiate with the Dwarf King. They'll agree...
"As the outermost planet in the Solar System, they'll be in an extremely difficult position without our support."
Alvin glanced at Loki, who bowed his head and accepted the order. He spread his hands and smiled. "So, is this the King's first command?
"The Prince handles negotiations, and the King goes to war...
"A fine arrangement. The Dwarves should feel honored."
Alvin looked over at Odin, who was tugging at Thor and talking to him nonstop.