Chapter 783: 772 (1/2)
Title: Into Eljudnir
”So... did you all get that?” Nik inquired while Loki seemed to be in a deep thought.
”Er...” Janet still retained her form. Compact physique provided more heat, after all. ”This dude said that Malekith... tore his soul to send a message. The message contained the route to this realm and a recipe?”
”A sacrificial recipe... no, spell,” Morgan narrowed her gaze.
”Am I the only one who's feeling hungry again?” Angela inquired on an unrelated note.
”Strangely, I am, too. I think that with our bodies fighting off the cold, we are in need of nutrition at a more regular intervals,” Jennifer stated.
”I cannot eat,” Poole whine.
*Krch*
Ignit tore through a scorpion, making Venom shiver while Moon had returned into the Core. She had officially gotten enough of the plain white snowy hills. If she wanted to see something enticing and white, there are plenty of mirrors in the core where she can saunter in front of.
”While we share our collective desire of delicacies, on a related note, why don't we discuss why Malekith would ask his people to sacrifice their life by turning into scorpions and then be squashed by this shaman?” Loki gazed at the unconscious dark elf.
”Well, the moment these magical scorpions die, their entire magical reserves would be pushed through the Hall. So, we have identified them as the source of trouble around the hall,” Morgan nodded, ”But it is indeed confusing as to how Malekith will absorb these sources of magic and disrupt the mechanism of the Hall. This is, after all, Hel's tightest guarded prison.”
Looking at the desolate plane, Loki added, ”From the inside, of course.”
”Well, we do know the source of the problem. Why not enter this place and straighten up the problem from inside?” Angela inquired.
”Because,” a cold voice added as the crisp sound of blazes echoed, ”To enter Eljudnir, you must have to commit a heinous crime. A sin... well, as great as those,” In her dark leathery outfit, Hela pointed towards the Disir.
”So... we must have sex?” Nik chuckled, his words making Jennifer stifle a giggle herself at the unexpected answer while others smirked.
”Quite the opposite, this is just one of the many ways,” Hela narrowed her gaze and focused on Nik once again.
”Amusing,” she remarked, ”But carnal activities barely add to one's sin, unless forbidden by gods. They did, and the act was committed still. It's a biological need, after all,” Hela crossed her arms, ”But no, I have the authority to send a single living being into the tower. Of course, this comes with many restrictions. First, a god or one's descendent cannot enter until deemed 'worthy'.”
Hela looked at Loki with a derisive smirk, making the Goddess chuckle at the old Asgardian humor.
”Second, any being who is, or was, an apostle to any pantheon of gods and immortals cannot enter.”
”Third, any being, who is related to those within even by the slightest may not enter, until, of course, deemed worthy.”
”So that leaves us with, Me, Morgan, Janet, Jennifer, and you two,” Nik smiled at Poole and Spider.
”On the contrary,” Hela smiled.
”All humans are the descendants of one god or another in some fashion. So, none of you can really enter, aside from you,” she directed her gaze at Nik.
”It is either you or this lovely specimen,” Hela smiled towards Ignit, making the giant salamander bare her teeth at the goddess of death.”
”Huh? Then...” Nik rubbed the back of his head and shot an annoyed glare at Loki.
”Didn't we have a clear understanding that you'll be doing most of the work?” He pursed his lips.
”I hear you,” Loki said innocently, ”But I don't make the rules. Who told my father to attack Asgard?” She shrugged.
”You did. A few years back, you were the one who incited the frost giant to invade Asgard. You were the cause of the damage to the Bifrost. If it wasn't for that loss, the nine realms wouldn't be facing so many wars with Asgardians cleaning after your mess.”
Hela replied clearly, making Loki's smile stiff.
”I guess... I did,” Loki accepted gracefully.
”Anyway. How do I identify this Malekith? And, what do I have to expect when entering this... prison?” Nik inquired offhandedly. He wasn't truly afraid that he would be left inside. After all, Space Stone wasn't just for the show.
”I'm amazed by the fact that you remain under the assumption that this prison is explorable. Of course, I will let you into Malekith's cell where he is destined to rot for eternity.”
Hela whispered a chant under her breath before a small, black portal appeared in front of Nik.