The gates of the Golden Palace stood wide open, and the entire courtyard of Asgard soon filled with people.
Odin stepped forward first, his long cloak flowing behind him, Gungnir resting firmly in his hand. His single eye shone with rare warmth as he looked upon Sharky.
"Welcome home, Sharky Valor," Odin said, his deep voice carrying across the courtyard like rolling thunder.
There was no arrogance in his tone—only recognition.
"You have done more for Asgard today than any god in a thousand years."
Frigga stood beside him, her gaze gentle yet proud. Around them, Asgardian warriors in polished armor bowed their heads.
The Valkyries knelt with fists pressed to their chests. Servants lowered themselves respectfully. Even ordinary citizens, who had gathered in great numbers, raised their voices in unison.
"Sharky! Sharky! Sharky!"
The chant echoed across the golden towers and crystal bridges.
