All the ways lead to Sakaar

Chapter 24

When the Grandmaster came back to his - or in that moment - Topaz room he was in a really good mood.

Perhaps it was due to the duel - he loved duels - and the fact that Darcy was the one who fought in it and won it, but it could also be because when he went inside he saw Topaz actually standing by herself the first time since she has been shot.

He was not sure from where did it come from - probably from the fact that he'll finally get someone to hold his scepter back - but he felt a huge amount of relief.

In the day like this he honestly felt no urge to metl anyone and he would even be willing to - if it was possible - unmelt some of his vict… Waywards, who were killed by the scepter held in his hand.

He laughed to himself thinking about how good did he enclose it. And after a moment he spoke to Topaz, who was slowly heading to her bed, probably coming back from the bathroom.

"Darcy just won her duel, Topaz, a pity you weren't there."

The woman nodded at him slightly and only when after a few moments the Grandmaster sat on the armchair next to the bed, and she finally went to it and then sat on it, the guardian spoke.

"Did she kill the opponent?"

The Grandmaster almost jumped from joy hearing that question. He didn't suspect Topaz will show any kind of interest to his story, for she almost never did, and yet there he was.

He was devastated that he had to destroy her hopes.

"Unlikely no, but she tased him and he is still unconscious…" The Grandmaster wondered about something for a moment. "She looked worried about it though. Maybe she wanted him dead after all? Do you think I should melt him for her?"

Topaz sighed deeply and shrugged.

"Perhaps you could ask her." She suggested wisely.

The Grandmaster nodded his head silently agreeing with her.

They both didn't say anything for a moment, until Topaz didn't spoke again.

"I wanted you to know that I really appreciate your care about my health." She said with her typical indifferent voice.

It sounded almost comical, but the Grandmaster frowned anyway.

It didn't happen to him often, but he honestly was out of words for that was the first time Topaz actually said anything connected in anyway to feelings.

Finally he just shook his head slightly and answered.

"No concern." He cleared his throat making sure he can say next words properly. "After all there's no one else in here worthy of holding my scepter."

***

Few hours after the duel, when Darcy got her time to get dressed and calm herself down it was Loki’s turn to fulfill his part of the bet.

The god was awaiting her on the corridor holding the wooden clock Darcy told him to sell to someone in his hand.

When the mortal approached to him he looked at her provocatively and smiled slightly with the irony characteristic to him.

“That’s going to be too easy.” He commented.

“Are you sure?” Darcy glanced at him with vexation. “People in here don’t seem to be too fond of neither clocks or wood.”

Loki snorted.

"You know nothing, mortal." He commented with his typical, lofty expression, on which Darcy rolled her eyes.