"What's the story with these two, that has you all so tense?"
The leading Frost Giant wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke in a deep voice:
"The woman, I don't know, but the man seems to be called... Loki."
The body of the young Frost Giant stiffened, large beads of sweat forming on his forehead, and a cold breeze blew across his back, chilling him to the bone.
~~
By now, Luo En and Brynhild, under the guidance of an old Frost Giant, had arrived at the Royal Palace.
Calling it a Royal Palace was somewhat misleading – it was more like a partially open-air temple.
The spacious circular area was used for duels, sacrifices, and dividing prey, surrounded by dried clots of blood and the bones of prey, exuding a primitive and savage aura.
Ascending a hundred-some steps into an imposing Ice Crystal Palace, the newly enthroned Frost Giant King Laofei rested his chin on his hand, sitting proudly on his frost-blue throne.
