As the second night of the day of liberation heads towards its end. Three handsome figures that wore suits were strolling without a particular destination. They each had different hair colors and completely different personalities however right now all of them were in pretty somber moods.
The one red hair asked the two others, "So? what do you guys intend to do? Without Mother, I don't even want to return to Asgard. I have no intention of working for the one-eyed Hanehylse." Draig, the most straightforward of three, confessed his thoughts to his brothers.
The man with golden hair scoffed in derision, what was surprising though was what the dragon said next. "As if I would serve the man who turned his back on Mother. The likelihood of me decapitating him is higher than anything else."
