I wasn't sure what to expect when I politely knocked on the realm of the Allfather and asked permission to pop by for a visit. Just, you know, say hello, how are you, Odin, nice day we're having, the weather's been lovely this time of year, hasn't it? Made me hesitate to reach out, and yet, such pleasantries could mean success, or could simply annoy him and trigger something I wasn't ready for.

Like a fight.

Oh, who was I kidding? Chaos was always up for a fight. That ...