After the attack on New York, Loki is sentenced to Asgard's dungeons for the rest of his days. During this time, Jane Foster stumbles across an ancient and powerful source. The Aether. The Dark Elves are awakened and will stop at nothing until they...
The Skiff reappeared through a portal, the bottom slammed into the ground, nearly throwing everyone onboard, off board.
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"Ta, da!" Loki sang as they entered into Svartalheim. The three Asgardians travelled along the ruins almost silently. Around them laid waste was Dark Elf ships, the world around them dark, dusty and windy. A dull sun that casted massive shadows was they're only source of light, but it still made it hard to navigate, especially with dust like winds that swelled and flew across the surface of the realm.
Sigyn sat on the seats along the sides of the Skiff, she leaned over the side looking at the world around her. Another realm laid waste to war. Another race, nearly vanquished.
Loki sat across Sigyn, his hand still on the controls, he stared at Sigyn's back watching her carefully. Admiring her beauty.
Thor pulled a fur blanket over Jane who had managed to fall asleep even after all that chaos, but this quiet joy ride seemed to lull her off to sleep.
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"What I could do with the power that flows through those veins." Loki announced.
"It would consume you." Sigyn says grimly turning back as Thor took a seat next to Jane's sleeping form.
"She's holding up alright." he replies turning his gaze to Thor, "For now."
"She's stronger is ways you'd never even know." Thor mumbled.
"Say goodbye." Loki leaned forwards.
"Loki—" Sigyn warned.
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