"Hela, Odin's eldest daughter, the Death Goddess... hello."
Sean stepped into the grand hall. Thick pillars supported the magnificent, gilded dome, where flowing murals had been painted.
Within the floating images, Odin stood shoulder to shoulder with Hela. The former held the Eternal Scepter, while the latter raised Mjolnir high. Behind them stood Asgard's majestic palaces and invincible legions; beneath their feet lay scorched earth ravaged by war and countless kneeling slaves.
"My foolish little brother has finally found a worthy opponent."
Hela looked languid as she stroked the giant wolf lying beneath the throne. It was Fenrir, a vicious demonic beast.
In the prophecy of Ragnarok, Fenrir would devour the sun and moon. Billions of stars would vanish forever, mountains would collapse and shatter, and forests would be uprooted.
Thus, the giant wolf was regarded as "the monster that shook the earth." It had been Hela's beloved pet. After its mistress was imprisoned in Hel, Odin ordered Fenrir executed, its corpse placed in Valhalla to never decay.
"Just how well did Odin treat you?"
Like Loki, Hela revealed a flicker of resentment when she saw Thor, faint arcs of electricity dancing around his body.
They were both Odin's children, yet their treatment had been utterly different. One had been exiled and imprisoned, while the other had been hypocritically exploited.
Everything best had been given to Thor, whether it was the throne of Asgard or Odin's own power.
"Before you need my help, I'll leave you siblings to catch up."
Sean tactfully stepped aside. He was quite curious whether Thor, now wielding the power of thunder, could truly defeat Hela.
"A smart man. Once I've dealt with this troublemaker, we can talk."
Hela nodded arrogantly and looked down at everyone beneath the throne.
"This must be Loki. Tell me, whose