"Two tsunamis in less than a week... Wonderful."
Strax grumbled as he closed the door to his chambers and walked toward the enormous wardrobe near the wall.
He had just returned to the palace, but instead of looking for something to eat or simply getting some rest, he was preparing for another journey. And this time, it wouldn't be a pleasant visit to the Snowy Kingdom.
His destination was Atlantis.
The underwater civilization Ariel had come from and which, apparently, was involved in this entire mess.
Strax removed his coat and tossed it onto an armchair. Then he opened the wardrobe, examining some of the clothes and equipment stored inside.
"I really need to put an end to these fucking tsunamis," Strax muttered, picking up a dark shirt.
He had absolutely no intention of waiting for a third wave to appear.
The first had forced Asgard to freeze much of its coastline. The second had consumed an absurd amount of resources and nearly destroyed the recently rebuilt defenses.
