It was the Infinity Sword — the one Dave had asked the Dwarven King to forge for him.
The blade gleamed under the golden lights of the medical bay, its silver surface almost humming with power. The three grooves on each side of the hilt glowed faintly, designed to channel and stabilize immense energy, even the power of the Infinity Stones themselves.
Dave stepped forward, reaching out. As his fingers brushed the handle, he could feel the craftsmanship — ancient, precise, and powerful.
Frigga smiled warmly. "It is a mighty weapon, forged for a mighty warrior."
Thor clapped a hand on Dave's shoulder. "No better hands for it than yours, brother."
Dave gave a small grin as he lifted the sword fully. It felt perfectly balanced, as if it had been made for him alone.
"This will help when the time comes," Dave said quietly, glancing down at the still-unstable Aether in his other hand.
Frigga nodded solemnly. "Indeed. Dark times are ahead, but with that blade... you may yet turn the tide."
Dave chuckled and added, "I wasn't talking about the Dark Elves. They're weak. I don't need this sword to defeat them."
Frigga raised an eyebrow, amused. "Then whom?" she asked.
Dave shrugged casually. "The universe is vast... not to mention the multiverse. I'm pretty sure there will be some out there who are stronger than me."
Frigga smiled, a glint of pride in her eyes, and nodded. "You would have made a great king if you had been born in Asgard. A king who strives to continuously improve himself is the best kind of king any kingdom could ask for," she said warmly, as Thor looked at her, a determined expression crossing his face.
"Don't worry, Mother. I am also continuously improving myself too," Thor said with a grin.
Frigga touched his face warmly. "I know, my son," she said as she looked over at Jane. "Her condition is stabilizing now."
"But you should start preparing for an invasion," she added, her tone growing serious. "The Aether was released from her — even in its sealed form, the Dark Elves must have sensed it. They will be coming for it."
Thor nodded firmly as he turned to leave. "I will," he said with determination.
"Dave, I know this might be selfish, but... can you help us again?" Frigga asked gently, looking at him with hope in her eyes.
Dave smiled and nodded. "It's okay. I might need to stretch a bit anyway. By the way, can I call my gang? They might want to fight too," he said.
Frigga chuckled softly. "Of course. I would love to see them as well."
She then added, "Just go to Heimdall and ask him. He will help you with the transport."
Dave nodded and, with a small wave, turned and left, heading toward Heimdall — the universe's biggest peeping tom, who could see anything and anywhere.
Dave made his way up the golden bridge toward the observatory, where Heimdall stood at his usual post, massive sword in hand, ever-watchful.
As Dave approached, Heimdall turned his golden-eyed gaze toward him, already knowing he was coming.
"You seek passage across realms," Heimdall said in his deep voice, almost like a greeting.
Dave smirked. "Man, do you ever not know everything?"
Heimdall allowed himself a faint smile. "It is my duty to see all."
Dave chuckled. "Yeah, about that... tell me honestly—have you ever accidentally peeped into someone's bathroom just for fun?"
For a moment, Heimdall was silent, his face completely stoic. Then, to Dave's surprise, the corner of Heimdall's mouth twitched in amusement.
"Perhaps... once or twice," Heimdall said with a rare glimmer of humor in his voice. "The universe is vast. Accidents happen."
Dave laughed. "Man, you really are something else."
Shaking his head with a grin, Dave got back to the point. "Anyway, I need a favor. Can you help me bring my girlfriends here? Things are about to get messy, and they'll want in on the action."
Heimdall nodded solemnly. "Give me their locations. I shall guide them safely here."
Dave reached into his coat, pulling out a small device with the coordinates already keyed in. "Here. This should help."
Taking it, Heimdall studied the information, then placed his sword into the observatory's central mechanism. Light flared, swirling around them as the Bifrost began to awaken.
"They will be here shortly," Heimdall assured him.
Dave stepped back, arms crossed, a grin tugging at his lips. "Thanks, man. And hey—stay away from my bathroom."
This time, Heimdall let out a low, genuine chuckle.
A flash of bright, shimmering light filled the observatory as the Bifrost hummed to life. The colors swirled around them, creating a kaleidoscope of purple, blue, and gold. Then, in a moment, the light faded, revealing four figures stepping into the Asgardian realm.
Emma, Trish, Diana, and Boa arrived, dressed in the picnic attire they had been wearing earlier, as though they had just been plucked from a peaceful afternoon. Their clothing, a mix of casual summer dresses and light jackets, looked almost out of place in the grandeur of Asgard, but the casual nature of their outfits somehow made them stand out even more.
Emma, the blonde with a sharp gaze and a no-nonsense attitude, adjusted the straps of her sundress as she blinked at the strange surroundings. "Well, this is a change of scenery," she said, raising an eyebrow as she took in the golden city around them.
Diana also looked around " I am back and this is still beautiful" She said.
Trish on the other hand looked around calmly as she said " It reminds me of Cathedral" She said as she looked at Asgard.
Boa, on the other hand, flicked her hair back and added, "It's beautiful, but not more than me," she said with a confident smirk.
Heimdall looked at them with a subtle smile as he spoke. "Dave is in the castle. They will lead you there," he said, nodding toward two Asgardian guards who stood by, ready to escort them.
"Please, ," one of the guards said as the four women began to follow them.
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