Imu Unleashed!

Imu's body was a bottomless black hole.

He forcibly drew the pitch-black demonic energy that swallowed light back to the surface of his body.

The air grew heavy enough to crush a man.

Ancient dark-red markings crawled up from his neck.

They spread across his arms, then locked into place on his chest.

Every time one lit up, space itself seemed to scream.

The remains of the Blackwater Monsters on the ice trembled violently.

An irresistible force dragged them off the ground.

The viscous black water was stretched into fine threads of mist in midair.

Thousands upon thousands of dark-red threads surged toward Imu like rivers rushing to the sea.

Everyone sensed that something was wrong.

His power was not falling apart.

That imperious will was reshaping the world around them.

Imu was willingly undoing the shackles that had bound him for eight hundred years.

Far away, at the bottom of a vast crater in the ice, Loki gasped for breath.

He knelt on one knee in the abyss he had carved out.

Both hands gripped his broken battle-axe.

The pride of a giant war god drove him to stand.

He gritted his teeth, lifting his knee inch by inch from the ice.

The next instant.

Imu's pressure came crashing down like a mountain.

Crack!

The last piece of armor on Loki's right shoulder shattered instantly.

Metal shards flew in every direction, embedding themselves deep in the surrounding ice walls.

The crushing weight drove him back down onto one knee.

He spat a mouthful of blood, staining the frost before him red.

His bones groaned.

Not far away, Iron Thunder crawled out of a crack in the ice wall.

The lightning patterns on the chest of the man once known as Silver Lightning had gone completely dark.

The last traces