Chapter 214: C207
"Frost giants from the kingdom of Jotunheim. A long time ago, my father led the Asgardian army to wage war against them."
Thor's deep voice carried weight as he spoke. "That war was catastrophic. Countless brave and powerful Asgardian warriors perished. My father gave everything he had to defeat them."
He recalled his unauthorized incursion into Jotunheim, where he faced the Frost Giants firsthand. The terror they exuded was palpable. Even Laufey's mere presence had unnerved him. While Thor wasn't afraid of their power, the experience had left an indelible mark on him. Now, in calmer moments, he shared his thoughts with his companions, his resolve firm.
"I want no casualties on Earth because of me," he said gravely.
"Well, I'll give you this much: the guy leading them is definitely formidable," Pietro remarked, his sharp eyes scanning the past through his gift of perception. The frost giant standing at the forefront radiated such a potent aura that even Pietro felt a chill.
Wanda nodded thoughtfully. "There's something about him... He was grievously injured, but now he's on the rebound. It's troubling."
"Impossible!" Thor snapped. "My father dealt him a near-fatal blow. For countless years, he's been too weak to recover. Time alone shouldn't have been enough to heal those wounds... Could it be—?"
Thor's face darkened as a realization took root. Sif and the Warriors Three exchanged uneasy glances, their own fears mirroring his.
"What could Loki be planning?" Sif said, her voice tinged with disbelief. "Doesn't he know what he's doing?"