Opening

Before leaving, Odin did not forget to have Heimdall lead the other visitors from Kamar-Taj into the Divine Realm for a tour.

The welcoming honor guard had not even had time to play their music before the ceremony ended hastily.

Tony and the others followed Heimdall in confusion, crossing the Bifrost into the Divine Realm.

"What just happened... It looked like Leon took out one of the opposing contestants first?" Tony murmured.

He complained, "Does he really have that little faith in our abilities?"

"I don't know, but I remember the last time we came to Asgard. Leon and God King Odin stared at each other for several minutes before shaking hands and making peace," Mordo said.

Wong said solemnly, "That must have been a clash in the realm of souls. The antlered man who just collapsed may have been caught in the aftermath."

"Really? Then Bambi was pretty innocent." Tony stroked his chin, considering that his armor did not seem to have any means of dealing with that kind of attack.

As they whispered among themselves, the family members also perked up their ears to listen.

Suddenly, Heimdall, who was acting as their guide, turned around and said, "He is not Bambi. He is a prince of Asgard, one of His Majesty's two sons—Loki."

"He's your prince?" Tony was somewhat surprised.

He quickened his pace and walked alongside Heimdall. "I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm—"

"Tony Stark. I know you." Heimdall stared straight ahead. "I know every one of you."

Tony paused. "Wow. That pudgy old... God King, His Majesty, said you were Heimdall, right? You really aren't quite like the one described in fairy tales."

Heimdall remained silent, looking ahead without a trace of emotion in his eyes, as though he were merely a robot leading the way.