Tony couldn't help but clap his hands with genuine appreciation for the spectacular display he had just witnessed.
"Incredible! Absolutely wonderful! That was a truly spectacular, fierce battle sequence, though I don't believe it can compare to your current level of power!"
Thor regarded him with silent contemplation. Of course, he could clearly observe that his sky screen counterpart had not yet awakened to his full potential and still required Mjolnir to channel and focus his divine power effectively.
Then Tony shifted the conversation's direction with tactical concern: "However, I don't think it's strategically wise for you to transport that crown back to Asgard's treasury!"
Thor looked at him with puzzled confusion and asked: "Why would that be problematic?"
Star-Lord, who had been listening quietly from his position nearby, stated with calm certainty: "Because I wouldn't throw a lit match directly next to a powder keg!"
Thor frowned deeply, obviously struggling to comprehend the aning behind his taphorical words.
Banner provided clarification: "You wanted to prevent Ragnarok, so you defeated Surtur. That approach is correct! But you absolutely shouldn't place his crown in proximity to the Eternal Fla! Have you forgotten that Loki previously led the Frost Giants in their invasion of Asgard?"
Tony nodded with emphasis: "Thor! Your well-intentioned actions may actually beco the key factor that enables Surtur's resurrection within the eternal flas!"
Thor finally understood the catastrophic implications of his misguided decision: "Oh! Damn it all! I should have cast his crown into so remote location where no one could ever discover it, ensuring he could never be resurrected!"
Tony snapped his fingers with satisfaction: "Bingo! That's absolutely the correct strategic approach!"
Wanda spoke with calm philosophical understanding: "If the prophecy possesses genuine truth, then Thor's behavior naturally falls within the prophecy's predetermined paraters!"
[Mjolnir began glowing with intense blue and white energy. With a thunderous impact, Surtur's skull detached from his body, and his massive form imdiately transford into consuming flas before being absorbed into nothingness.]
[Thor grasped the chain lying on the rocky ground, threaded it through the opening in Surtur's crown, and secured it across his back for transport.
After completing this crucial task, Thor turned around and observed the dense crowd of enemies rushing toward his position in the distance, understanding that engaging them in direct combat would be tactically unwise.
He raised his head toward the cavern's opening and called out: "Heimdall, I apologize for the delay, but you must extract from this location imdiately!"]
[After making this urgent request, he raised his hamr skyward, waiting expectantly for Heimdall to initiate the Rainbow Bridge teleportation, but after several tense seconds passed, there remained no indication of the bridge's distinctive energy.]
[Thor frowned with growing concern: "Heimdall?"]
[The scene transitioned to reveal the control console of Asgard's Rainbow Bridge facility.]
["Heimdall is a complete fool! This assignnt was supposed to be a lucrative opportunity! It's sowhat troubleso... but it provides substantial benefits!"]
[A bald man covered in black tattoos and sporting an unkempt beard stood before two attractive Asgardian won, speaking carelessly about his responsibilities. His na was Skurge!]
["Through the Rainbow Bridge's power, I can access everything throughout the Nine Realms! I an, literally everything is at my complete disposal! Observe this!"]
He walked to the side and gestured toward a pile of strange objects accumulated against what had previously been the empty console wall.
["Oh!" One of the beautiful won was imdiately attracted to his collection of acquired items.]
[Skurge retrieved two M16A1 assault rifles and displayed them proudly to the two won.]
["I absolutely love these two weapons! I acquired them from a place called Texas in the human world! I even gave them personal nas! Des and Troy!"]
["Look here! When these two are combined, they can destroy anything!"]
[While Skurge continued his inappropriate flirtation with the won, Thor had beco completely surrounded by overwhelming enemy forces in Muspelheim.]
[He maintained constant motion, swinging Mjolnir repeatedly to repel the enemies that charged toward his position.]
[At this critical mont, the hellhound Garm suddenly shattered his mystical chains and rushed toward Thor with murderous intent.]
Thor recognized that his current position was untenable for extended combat, so he examined the stone barrier above his location. He concluded that the thick wall was blocking Heimdall's ability to locate him.
[Therefore, he decisively swung his hamr to propel himself upward, charging directly toward the surface.]
[He crashed through the thick stone barrier and landed on the ground above, though breaking through the magma-infused wall had drained considerable strength from his reserves.]
[The mont he erged, he collapsed to the ground. He turned and patted his cloak, which had nearly caught fire from the intense heat, recalled his hamr to his grasp, and raised it high once again.]
["Heimdall! Co on!" Little did he know that the guardian of the Rainbow Bridge was no longer Heimdall!]
[Just when he remained puzzled about why Heimdall hadn't transported him to safety, the ground beneath him began shaking violently.]
[Thor imdiately spun around and witnessed cracks appearing in the ground behind his position. Then the hellhound Garm erupted from the rocky surface.]
[The massive beast opened its bloodthirsty mouth and lunged toward Thor, who found himself caught off guard and unable to dodge effectively.]
[Garm lifted his head and shook it violently, attempting to swallow Thor completely, but Thor channeled all his remaining strength to pry the creature's jaws apart.]
The hellhound roared with fury, releasing an extraordinarily foul odor from its mouth. Thor could no longer tolerate the stench, so he quickly hurled Mjolnir directly into its throat.
[Garm was imdiately pinned to the ground by the hamr's weight and power, and regardless of how desperately he struggled, he could not lift his massive head.]
[Thor pointed at the subdued creature and commanded: "Stay down!"]
[Then he looked skyward and shouted with increasing desperation: "Heimdall! I'm running out of options here!"]
[Behind his position, countless fire giants continued their relentless charge toward him.]
[The two won heard a faint shout emanating from behind them, and Thor's voice erged from the console: "Heimdall?"]
[Skurge, who had been casually lifting dumbbells up and down, glanced in their direction.]
[One woman pointed toward the console and asked with concern: "Is sothing wrong?"]
[Skurge quickly abandoned the dumbbells, turned his head to survey the area, and located the great sword among his accumulated possessions.]
[Even at this critical mont, he couldn't resist continuing his inappropriate flirtation: "Ladies! Prepare to witness sothing impressive!"]
[He inserted the great sword into the console's control chanism and twisted it with considerable force.]
"Who is this person?! Where has Heimdall gone?!!" Thor stared at Skurge on the sky screen with complete bewildernt written across his features.
Heimdall, who had been responsible for guarding the Rainbow Bridge for centuries, had mysteriously disappeared and been replaced by this unreliable individual.
As a result, Thor had been consud by the hellhound Garm in Muspelheim, which caused him significant anger and even greater confusion about Heimdall's whereabouts.
Skurge's face displayed pure panic. Of course, he could recognize that the person displayed on the sky screen was himself, but how had he sohow beco the guardian of the Rainbow Bridge without any explanation?
Moreover, instead of guarding the Rainbow Bridge with appropriate diligence, he was flirting with won and exploiting his position for personal gain?
Anyone could observe the pile of accumulated items in the control room and understand how much personal benefit he had secretly obtained for himself.
Before he could formulate any reasonable explanation, Thor's loyal friends approached him with expressions of righteous anger.
Observing Lady Sif and the Warriors Three positioned before him with obvious hostility, Skurge attempted an apologetic smile: "Could you please avoid targeting my face when you inevitably strike ?"
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