"The Branch is finally moving."
"Can't you technically control this shit? Since your mother created it and all."
"I am afraid it is not that simple. Even mother's connection with the Branch was not that strong, even if she was indeed the one that created it."
Back in the territory of the Forest Giants, Gerald and Vanya were currently on top of the tallest tree in the Branch, overlooking the hundreds of different races of giants that were cleanly lined up in sections in a field not too far from them.
When Van was teleported near Asgard, some of the giants that happened to be there saw what happened. None of them knew that the humans of Midgard were capable of doing such things, and with the tavern almost breaking into pieces when Gerald lightly slammed Harvey to the ground-- the giants had finally seen what kind of threat the humans have actually become.
