Erik and Mia finally reached the borders of Vanaheim after passing through the portal. The realm was a place of wild beauty, but now it felt distorted, tainted by something unnatural, which could be trace back into the Ragnarok itself.Behind them, the giant loomed. Its eyes glowed with a pale light that flickered as if trying to hold onto a semblance of life, yet there was no true life behind that glow. It was empty. The giant was a hollow shell of a creature controlled by an unseen force.Erik glanced at Mia, his expression serious as he gave a slight nod. There was no need for words, they understood each other perfectly.They both sensed it, the giant was not merely a creature of flesh and bone as machine of war. Whoever controlled it could be watching and listening from this distance. They couldn't risk speaking openly at least for now.They had to bide their time, waiting for the right moment when the giant's attention was elsewhere.