"Are you asking whether I have any solution? Heh! You want to know my solution?" Odin laughed heartily. His voice was not loud at first, but a second later, it rose sharply and shot into the heavens.
Two ravens abruptly landed on his shoulders. Odin slowly rose to his feet, seeming to grow taller all at once. Daisy could even sense that he had released his self-seal. Was he about to...?
"Perhaps Bor did not approve of my path, but I am an Asgardian after all. You ask me for a solution? I'm telling you, this is the way!!"
Odin extended his hand, and Gungnir returned to its former master. A suit of golden armor equipped itself around him, and his brocade robes reappeared, gold armor and jade belt restoring him from that decrepit old man into the Asgardian God King who looked down upon the world.
An eight-legged warhorse stepped out of the void. Odin solemnly put on his eagle helm and mounted it in one smooth motion. His long white beard streamed in the wind, while his battle cloak snapped loudly.
He seized the reins and held Gungnir in his hand. His single eye pierced across hundreds of light-years and found the target of this journey.
"Hmm, it is a big one. That level of power truly would make young people like you afraid. Do not fear. Night has not yet fallen. The shield will resist calamity, the spear will break through thorns, and the light of hope will never wither." As Odin's words fell, Daisy sensed distant Asgard responding to its God King. His presence surged dramatically, and the sound of war drums rang as clearly as if they were beside her ears.
Seeing Odin tighten the reins, about to launch a charge spanning hundreds of light-years,