The world was shaking.
The tremors came from deep within the earth, from the deepest reaches of the ocean, from above the sky, as though the skeleton of the entire universe were creaking.
Then the head above the sea rose.
Jormungandr.
The World Serpent.
His head slowly rose from the seabed of San Francisco Bay, incomprehensibly vast.
"Whoa~~~"
"He's huge! Even bigger than Po Kong!"
Jade tilted her head back, her mouth hanging open, her neck craned as far as it would go.
She could not see all of him.
That head was simply too enormous, comparable to a continent.
His silvery-white scales gleamed coldly in the darkness, each one as large as a skyscraper.
His eyes were dark gold, their vertical pupils slowly turning as he looked down upon the city beneath him, no more than a speck of dust to him.
Then he opened his mouth.
A roar came from beneath the sea, from the sky, from deep within the earth, from every corner at once.
The sound was low and prolonged, as heavy as the entire Pacific Ocean groaning.
"Roooar~~!"
Jade covered her ears and crouched down, burying her face in her knees, trembling all over.
Wangchuan did not move.
His long, silver-gray hair whipped wildly behind him in the shock waves, his dark gray robe snapped in the wind, and the Moon Wheel beneath his feet spun furiously, but he stood where he was, utterly motionless.
"Ragnarok."
He spoke softly.
At that moment, Loke stood at the edge of the rooftop, his arms spread wide, gazing up at the continent-sized serpent head.
Silvery-white light reflected in his gray-blue eyes, and his face held pure, unrestrained ecstasy.
"Hahahaha..."
"Yes! Just like that!"
"My child!"
He laughed, half his laughter swallowed by Jormungandr's roar.
"You're awake!"
**"You're finally