"You didn't tell me the great Queen of Asgard would be coming in person."
"Because I came in a private capacity-as John's friend, Hela."
A black suit, black hair.
John couldn't help chuckling at Hela, who had teleported to New York.
"In that case, you're very welcome."
As for how Hela had gotten here through the already shattered Bifrost...
Looking at the object before him, wrapped in pink polka-dot paper, John could roughly guess.
He untied the bow, revealing the Tesseract isolated within.
"Quite a generous gift," John said.
Hela was unimpressed. "An interesting little thing. My father once tried collecting them, but he gave up."
"Along with Asgard's Great Path of Conquest."
Perhaps Asgard simply didn't place much value on these things.
Thor had given the Reality Stone to the Collector, while Hela had given the Space Stone to her only good friend as a gift.
John rubbed his chin, looking at Hela, whose smoky eye makeup seemed much lighter, and asked a sincere question.
"Then how are you getting back?"
Hela froze.
I came all this way from Asgard, and you're asking how I'm getting back?
"I imagine you have spaceships capable of traveling through space here," Hela said expressionlessly.
"Not many, I don't think." John spread his hands. "But as an equivalent exchange, I can offer you a better solution."
That piqued Hela's interest.
Surtur hadn't destroyed Asgard, but the great battle had robbed it of its passage to the outside world.
The Bifrost.
This divine weapon, which had allowed Asgard to sweep through the Nine Realms unopposed, had been destroyed in the battle with Surtur after Heimdall refused to hand over the key that opened it.
If Hela and her army were to rebuild Asgard, a functioning passage was indispensable.
Looking at the Tesseract, John had