The plain Strax had chosen was so far from Asgard that not even the mountains surrounding the city could be seen.
There were no nearby villages.
No important roads.
No dense forests that could accidentally be set on fire.
Just miles of open terrain, a few rock formations, and low hills scattered across the horizon.
Exactly the kind of place Strax needed for what he intended to do.
Samira looked around while keeping her sword resting on her shoulder.
"You brought us to the end of the world to test a gauntlet?"
"It's not the end of the world."
"We flew for hours."
"Which is exactly why no one is going to complain."
Samira shot him an irritated look.
A few meters behind them, Lithara started laughing.
"He's right. If he did this near Asgard, Monica would probably try to kill him before the creatures."
"She would," Albedo agreed.
The demoness remained with her arms crossed, watching Strax with a suspicious expression.
