Chapter 215: C208
"I'll let Loki give you an explanation," Thor declared.
His words made Sif and the others frown involuntarily. Even the grumpy Volstagg opened his mouth to speak, but Fandral, quick as ever, stopped him with a firm gesture. Volstagg, though restrained, still seethed with anger, his dissatisfaction evident.
To the brave warrior, the glory of Asgard could never be desecrated by outsiders, no matter what Loki had done. Such matters, no matter how grave, were for Asgard to judge, not others. The pride of the people of the Divine Realm was deeply ingrained in their hearts and souls.
But to others—those not from Asgard—this pride often came across as arrogance.
If this were yesterday, neither Sif, Fandral, nor Hogun would have opposed Volstagg's sentiment. They might have even shared his indignation, ready to draw swords at Tony Stark's boldness.
But after witnessing Sergei's power firsthand, their perspectives had shifted. Though Pietro and Wanda had not fought, their demeanor—calm and composed—spoke volumes. Their strength was undeniable, their attitude revealing both pity for the weak and respect for the strong.
This was not the Asgard they knew, but it was a reality they had to accept.
So, when Tony challenged Thor to make his stance clear, Sif, Fandral, and Hogun bristled with discontent but held their tongues. After all, Tony was no mere mortal. Breaking the sound barrier with ease, he commanded respect.
As the brief conversation ended, the frost giants drew closer to the town.