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𝟐. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐬
It didn't take much effort to force Skurge to take Sòl to where Thor and Loki were located. When the Guardian of the Bifrost felt the blade on his neck, he instantly knew what to do and that is to respect whatever that person wanted. And so he did, even if it would put him in so much trouble.
Sòl stood beside him, watching as he inserted the large sword into the Bifrost and twisted it to activate it. Bright light with mixed colors burst through the room and into the doorway, the wind from the impact whipped her hair back behind her shoulders.
The corners of her lips curled upwards, watching the portal shine in front of her while different colors danced in it. She was astonished by the beauty of it.
She then turned towards Skurge, who kept his vision ahead while he held onto the handle id the sword. She could see his hands trembling, he made an effort to hide his fear, though it was evident in his eyes. So, to at least lessen his fear, Sòl patted the man on the shoulder, his immediate response was a soft gasp and a flinch.
Source finally turned his attention to the person that threatened him, only then realizing that it was a woman. The more he stared at her, the more he saw that she was beautiful. He found himself speechless in her presence.
"Thank you." was all she said as she squeezed the man's bicep gratefully. She flashed him an alluring smile as she strode towards the doorway. Sòl kept the amused smile on her face when she could still feel Skurge's eyes burning holes into her head.
Once inside the Bifrost, she felt a powerful force lifting her up gradually in the air. She spun around, facing Skurge who had a puzzled look on his face.
Sòl beamed at him and with a quick wave of a hand, she said. " Til we meet again."
Skurge opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, the Bifrost took Sòl, and the light dissipated, leaving him behind.
Sòl kept her head tilted up, watching as she passed through different colors as the Bifrost led her to her destination. In a few moments, she arrived, the light of the Bifrost leaving a mark on the grass. She landed on the ground in a kneeling position and slowly, she rose up, her ears catching the sounds of people clamoring near her.
She raised her head and saw that a couple of Midgardians were standing around her in a circle, like she was some kind of an attraction. People around her started to take photos with their phones and this confused Sòl, having not been introduced to modern technology yet.
"You!" Sòl swung her sword towards the girl standing inches to her right, the tip stopping right by her nose. The girl gave out a silent cry, trembling as she directed her gaze towards the sword.
