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However, Heimdall shouldn't possess such limitations. His eyes are a phenonon, such a strong embodint of a divine aspect that it earned the title of legend even within Asgard.
One can beco invisible and inaudible to the Guardian of the Bifrost, but his gaze itself is capable of penetrating any part of the galaxy.
If Thanos doesn't have magic or technology allowing him to hide all his armies, then Heimdall will find him, and then a strike could be launched…
If I decide to do it.
But will I?
No matter how carelessly I clown around, I am far from the strongest warrior even in Odin's family.
Both the Allfather and Thor surpass in a direct clash; they are true warriors, fighters who are not afraid of battle, who are in their elent there.
I am different. I can't stand fighting. I know how. And I can. But it sickens . It is much easier for to kill soone than to fight them.
That's not a joke, to kill, you don't have to et face to face and exchange blows, you don't have to plan the course of a duel, you don't have to do anything at all.
You might not know how to punch an opponent in the face, but still be capable of easily snapping his neck or sticking a knife in his throat.
I, and the forr Loki too, were the kind of people who don't get a rush from a brawl. We don't feel anything special waving our fists in a fight; it was always easier for us to kill than to win.
True, both he and I were limited all our lives by the frawork of society, not allowing such behavior, only he was limited within Asgard, and I generally.
But the point is that such a temperant doesn't allow one to surrender to battle completely and risk one's head with full dedication, at so point relying only on one's luck and the opponent's failures. Odin and Thor could do that; I cannot.
I cannot rush into battle ready to die if fate wills it so; I cannot lay down my all for victory over Thanos.
And the Fallen Titan isn't one you can defeat without strain and risk.
At the sa ti, I have no one to send in my place, Odin sleeps, Thor is exiled, and no one else can handle it, even Heimdall, although he is a very serious fighter by Asgardian standards.
Again, the plan was: bail from this universe, not overco its problems like so Superman. If I had Superman's strength, I'd think about it, but alas, I'm a scrawny half-blood Frost Giant who can't even fly on his own, not the Last Son of Krypton.
And here, by the way, is another trouble, what to do with Laufey and the coming war?
The canon plan to eliminate my biological dad wasn't bad, but for objective reasons, it is unavailable to , since I didn't lead the Jotuns into Asgard.
So Laufey won't even listen to if I offer him to walk into a trap. And fighting a full-scale war with Jotunheim… We-e-ell, it's possible, in principle.
Jotunheim is in decline, all their technomagical industry was smashed by Odin long ago, they don't have their own analogue of the Bifrost, and they won't restore it anyti soon, even if they throw all their forces at it now.
Speaking of which, yes, they had their own analogue of the Bifrost, but it was destroyed, and restoration is forbidden by treaty, the execution of which Heimdall monitored tirelessly.
But there's trouble here too; war with Jotunheim is long and troubleso.
Asgard is a Flat World the size of a large island, but that is a full-fledged planet, the local population of which will play guerrilla warfare with the army of Aesir and Vanir with great pleasure, and sympathizers from all Nine Realms will co running too.
Again, having no alternative, over the last thousand years, the Frost Giants have beco quite adept at walking the shadow paths…
Suddenly, the smooth flow of my joyless thoughts, which were slowly leaning toward the option: "actually, shouldn't I just blow up Jotunheim with the Bifrost?", was rudely violated.
And in general, the peace and tranquility of the ancient hall shattered like a crystal vase under a landsknecht's boot.
"Allfather! We need to speak with you urgently!"
Lady Sif burst through the side doors at the head of the trio of Thor's degenerate friends, rushing toward the throne almost at a run. At the sa ti, she managed to maintain a respectful and humble look on her face.
The guard didn't even bat an eye, and why would they? "Guests" at court had a high status in themselves, and being part of the Prince's retinue, even if he was currently in disgrace, made this status even higher.
But then this entire cavalcade saw and stumbled.
"You finally showed up…" I smiled, waiting for their approach. Sure, that wasn't according to protocol, but protocol was the last thing on my mind.
"Loki?! You're back?" Sif was surprised, unable to keep her face for a mont and revealing so hostility to .
Well, yes, Thor's "hooligan friends" didn't favor the "nerd brother" much, and this lively lass was no exception. "What happened? Where is Odin?"
"What happened?" I raised an eyebrow. "What happened is that Thor's stunt almost drove father into the grave, and now he is in the Odinsleep and will wake up only in a few decades, at best!" I didn't have to fake irritation much; the whole situation infuriated considerably.
"As a result, I had to drop everything and rush to Asgard so there would be soone to lead the army in the war with Jotunheim, unleashed, among other things, by your efforts. And by the way, Sif, bother to explain to , how did it happen that you didn't set Thor's brains straight when you heard about his plan? I don't ask why they didn't do it," a gesture toward the trio of warriors.
"But I had a better opinion of you! Where was your female intuition when the five of you went to storm an entire planet of beings in no way inferior in strength to the Aesir?!"
"…How can you say that?!" the girl didn't find words imdiately, but she needed the pause only to go on the attack. "Thor wanted to save you!"
"Save?" not believing my ears, I asked again with a very characteristic facial expression, usually expressed by a phrase starting with "what" and ending with an obscenity. Did she really let half my speech fly past her ears?
"From what? I didn't need saving! I wasn't kidnapped, I wasn't captured by enemies during a campaign, I just went for a walk away from Asgard so as not to spoil Thor's holiday with my sour face! I even left a note so you wouldn't twitch and look for . But instead, he climbed to the Jotuns for so reason and, effectively, unleashed a war."
"And now the result: father sleeps, mother doesn't leave his bedside, Thor is in exile, and I beca King, who has to clean up all this ss. So answer , friends, how should I speak in such a situation?"
If I could condense poison from my voice, I could start wholesale deliveries from the last phrase alone.
"King?!" my brother's friends shouted in unison.
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