Thor had been leading the Asgardians through space for quite some time.
"This is already the ship's limit," Korg the Stone Man said. "This is the Grandmaster's sightseeing ship."
Thor covered his face. They had been flying through space for months.
Loki, on the other hand, did not particularly care. As the God of Mischief, he had never been very popular among his people.
But the events in Asgard had changed quite a few people's opinions of him.
Valkyrie had returned to Asgard, becoming another pillar of support for the Asgardians.
Heimdall remained as he always had, holding the sword that could open the Bifrost.
Asgard's Bifrost had been dismantled, and the sword had lost its original purpose.
With the Bifrost, reaching Midgard would have taken only a dozen seconds or so. By ship, however, they had to put in the time.
"Do you really think giving Asgard to her was a good thing?"
Loki found Thor when he was alone.
Thor knew what he wanted to say. He sighed. "She's powerful. Asgard chose her."
In Asgard, Hela was all but invincible.
"I know," Loki said, "but Surtur's sword didn't completely destroy Asgard."
"Are we supposed to leave Asgard and rebuild somewhere else?"
"That was our agreement." Thor had accepted it readily. He smiled and patted Loki's shoulder. "We took the real Asgard with us. All we left her was an empty shell."
"Look at them, Loki."
Thor looked at the people aboard the ship.
The Grandmaster's sightseeing ship had been stocked with plenty of food.
That had solved their food shortage.
Even gods grew weak if they went too long without eating.
Children ran about while the adults spoke of their hopes for Asgard's future.
"This is Asgard."
Loki shrugged. "Perhaps that's why you were chosen."
At those words,