"Hubris we need to get there, it's been two days already." Kiro told his mount with a lot of impatience.
Every second they were down there something bad was no doubt happening up there, he couldn't understand why they were taking so long to get there.
"I know master, the army is almost here. Whatever is happening up there, we are going to turn the tide when we arrive." Hubris tried to reassure him but he was smart enough to know that it was a little bit useless.
Kiro knew this too but that's not what worried him, if it was the game before then it would have been fine. There was still absolutely no knowing what happens when a player dies in Asgard, do they die in real life, do they only lose their progress like before. It was quite a lot to consider, a lot of unknowns.
This was the only reason he wanted to get back there so soon, otherwise he trusted his friends to keep themselves alive until he brought more armies for them to fight alongside.
