Damian appeared invisibly a few meters away from the battle between Hela and Odin.

The fight seemed to be reaching its climax, as both Odin and Hela appeared somewhat tired and their breathing was rapid.

With his arrival, he noticed that both glanced in his direction for a moment.

He couldn't help but smile ironically; in his current situation, he could barely hide.

Even though they sensed something, Damian knew they hadn't detected him; it was just a small energy leak upon his arrival.

Despite noticing something, both continued to fight savagely without distraction.

Damian struggled to understand how Odin dared to be so ruthless with his daughter; he could see that he wasn't holding back at all.

If Hela were careless or weaker, she would have already died.

It was a situation he could never imagine with his own daughters.

Several minutes passed as they constantly exchanged blows and magic.

Occasionally, Hela's zombies emerged to get her out of trouble or to corner Odin.

The battle seemed so intense that Damian couldn't really predict what would happen; Odin and Hela moved back and forth across the area.

The surroundings were a mess, the ground was frozen, scorched, and filled with dark energy.

He would have to fix it later.

The battle, which seemed quite stalled, saw Hela constantly harassing Odin, trying to trap him, but Odin was quite cunning.

Damian watched the battle idly, and then there was a sudden turn of events when Odin's spear pierced the outer part of Hela's chest.

Hela seemed to ignore this as she advanced, causing the spear to exit through her back. In an instant, she was in front of Odin, gripping his shoulders.

At the same time, two zombies emerged from the ground, grabbing Odin's legs.

Hela smiled maniacally despite the situation as two spikes emerged from the ground, impaling Odin through his shoulders.

Odin grunted slightly as he felt the spikes pierce him and the necrotic energy invade his body.

Hela coughed a couple of times, spitting blood from the spear in her chest.

Still, she gave Odin a blood-filled smile; this time, he had lost.

Her energy had invaded his body, preventing him from using his magical abilities, and the spikes had pierced between his shoulder and chest, preventing him from moving his arms.

He was now completely at her mercy.

"Father," said Hela, stepping back a few steps with the spear still embedded in her.

"Tell me, are you really my father? I'm a bit curious," said Hela, gritting her teeth a little and pulling the spear out of her body.

A rather large hole, allowing a clear view through to the other side, was all that remained.

"Where do you think your great power comes from?" said Odin, looking at her with a bored expression.

"Brutal training from a young age," said Hela, kicking his stomach.

Odin only grunted slightly but showed no weakness despite the situation; his one eye remained calm as if everything was under control.

"Then tell me, why did you treat me that way?" said Hela, looking at him curiously.

"Why does it matter to you now? You never cared before. A little time on Midgard made you soft? Now you care about feelings?" said Odin, looking at Hela with his one eye.

"Since feelings don't matter to you, how about I bring Frigga here and slit her throat in front of you?" said Hela, hitting Odin's face.

Odin's face immediately turned murderous as he tried to free himself.

Hela just sneered before hitting him again; she loved seeing him react that way.

"I never questioned the way you raised me because I knew nothing else, but I've seen that it's not supposed to be like that, so I'm a bit curious. Am I really your daughter?" said Hela, looking at him.

"You are, it's just that you were an accident. At that time, I never wanted a child and didn't know how to treat you, but it was what it was," said Odin coldly to Hela.

"I see, and judging by your reaction, I suppose you got soft because of Frigga," said Hela, looking at him, amused by how he reacted to her name.

"Alright, I understand. I've also become a bit soft," said Hela, murmuring the last part.

"Anyway, let's end this," said Hela, conjuring a sword and spinning it in her hand before pointing it at Odin's chest.

At that moment, the Bifrost appeared from the sky above Odin, seemingly intending to take him away.

Hela reacted quickly, and black spikes shot up from the ground, trying to intercept the Bifrost, but the spikes were instantly destroyed, and the Bifrost continued advancing toward both of them.

Damian, who had wanted to intervene since Hela was pierced by the spear, hadn't revealed himself since Hela was discussing a delicate matter with Odin.

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Now he finally could appear and heal Hela.

Damian appeared directly above Hela, his hand reaching up before a giant crimson hand made of energy grabbed the Bifrost.

To his surprise, the energy was more powerful than he thought, but he could still withstand it relatively calmly.

His vision extended through the Bifrost, where he saw Thor, Heimdall, and Frigga at the entrance of Asgard, where the Bifrost was channeled.

Both Heimdall and Frigga immediately stiffened, detecting his gaze.

Damian only smiled before sending a strong pull that began to draw the three of them into the Bifrost.

Thor and Frigga, having nothing to hold onto, were easily sucked in. Heimdall was the only one who resisted for a few moments, holding onto the sword before being sucked in along with it.

On Earth, Damian flicked his hand to the side, making the three people appear as the Bifrost stopped.

Thor, Frigga, and Heimdall appeared in the area, disoriented.

Thor quickly recovered and saw his father impaled and Hela with a sword in her hand. Thor had mixed feelings about the situation.

He still couldn't understand who was to blame for the enmity between Hela and Odin; he only knew he couldn't let his father be killed.

With a swing of his hammer, Thor flew quickly, trying to destroy the spikes that impaled his father.

Hela, also surprised by the appearance of the three people, quickly focused when she saw Thor attempting to save Odin, and kicked Thor, pushing him back.

Odin, who still seemed calm despite knowing he would probably die, finally had a change in expression upon seeing Thor and Frigga there.

"What are you doing?" said Hela, looking at him coldly. Her sudden movement caused a stream of blood to flow down her chest.

"Saving my father," said Thor, his hammer crackling with lightning.

"Don't move too much; look at you, getting a spear through your chest to win," said Damian, appearing next to Hela and taking her hand.

"A win is a win," said Hela, glancing at Damian. She might not even realize it herself, but her tone and gaze changed considerably when Damian was around.

Damian just smiled, shaking his head, his hand gently resting on her wound as he began to heal her.

"Damian," Thor said unconsciously upon seeing him.

With Hela and Damian present, it was practically impossible to save Odin.

Not only Thor realized this, but Heimdall and Frigga also assumed it.

"Please let Odin go," said Frigga, looking at Hela.

"I don't think so; I'm sure he came prepared to die, didn't you?" said Hela, looking at Odin.

"Frigga," said Odin softly.

"What's wrong? If you beg me, maybe I'll let them go," said Hela, giving Odin a manic smile, really wanting to hear him plead.

"Damian, can you help us? Please let my father go," Thor said, looking at Damian almost pleadingly.

"You're looking at the wrong person. He not only invaded my city, but he also tried to kidnap my daughters. And believe me, the last person who even thought of doing that didn't end up well," Damian said smiling at Thor, at the same time a faint yellow light glowed on his forehead.

Thor couldn't help but lower his gaze a bit upon hearing Damian, especially since he didn't know his father had done that. This was a battle between adults; there was no reason to involve innocent children.

"I'm sorry," Thor said sincerely before his gaze turned firm. "But I can't let you kill my father," he said as the sky began to cloud and thunder rumbled faintly.

"Are you planning to kill him?" Damian asked, looking at Hela.

"Hm," Hela nodded.

"Well, then conflict is inevitable," Damian said, extending his hands helplessly toward Thor.

"Wait," suddenly a voice said from behind Damian, accompanied by a roar.

Turning to look, Damian saw Jane approaching on Sassy's back.

Hela looked at Damian with a look he understood immediately.

Damian couldn't help but feel a headache thinking about what was coming.

"Sweetheart, what are you doing here?" Damian said, looking at Jane with bitterness.

"Avoiding a fight with my boyfriend?" Jane said, sighing.

Thor heard Jane's words but could only avert his gaze sadly. Their relationship had been tense lately, and he had been avoiding Jane because he knew about his father's plans. Right now, the last thing he wanted was to save his father using Jane.

"It's not that I don't want to help you, but Hela is determined to do it," Damian said, stepping aside and showing Hela, selling her out without hesitation.

Hela just gave Damian a look, as if he had previously seemed so committed to being on her side.

"Can't we resolve this another way? I mean, you know I don't like the old man either, but if you insist on killing him, more people will die," Jane said, looking at Hela.

"I'll give you the chance to convince me. Come on, tell me why I shouldn't kill him," Hela said, crossing her arms and looking at Jane.

"Eh... why not do to him what he did to you and imprison him?" Jane said hesitantly, really not knowing what to say.

Thor looked at Frigga and saw her also hesitating.

"That wouldn't be any different from killing him," Thor said, doubtful, not knowing if his father could live another 12,000 years.

"That's what he did to me," Hela said, looking at Thor, her gaze slowly growing colder.

Jane immediately grew anxious seeing things getting intense.

"Come on, too many people have already died today," Jane said, putting on a lamentable expression while looking at Hela.

"Sweetheart, you're talking to the goddess of death," Hela said, not feeling moved by Jane's words.

"See? Thor? A goddess of death who doesn't value life is just a threat to the universe," Odin said.

"Do you forget that you sent them to die? Don't try to act smart or the conversation will end," Damian said, looking at Odin, his eyes shining dangerously.

The light on Damian's forehead appeared again, this time much more striking, causing everyone to take a look.

Jane subtly pinched Damian's waist, not wanting him to fuel the fire.

"How about we calm down a bit? For now, Odin will be a prisoner of Madripoor. It's fair after what he's done, and we can discuss other things later," Jane said, looking at the trio behind Odin before looking at Hela, who just shrugged.

She was willing to wait a bit for Damian.

Thor looked at his mother, and they both were hesitant about the matter.

"This is the best I can do," Jane said, looking at Thor.

"How boring," Hela said, crossing her arms.

"Alright, I'm proud of you," Damian whispered the last part into Hela's ear.

She was able to stop relatively calmly, unlike him who was finding it hard to contain himself.

Feeling Damian's breath on her ear and hearing his words, Hela's expression couldn't help but become significantly softer.

"How about we go, and I'll give you a massage on that shoulder where you got hurt?" Damian said, flirting with Hela.

"Alright," Hela said, curving her lips slightly.

Damian smiled and put his arm around Hela's neck before leading her away.

While they had their backs turned, he waved his hand, making Odin disappear from where he was.

Thor, Frigga, and Heimdall could only watch this helplessly.

Seeing his father disappear, Thor quickly focused and looked at Jane, who had stayed behind.

"You knew about all this, didn't you?" Jane said, looking at Thor.

"Yes, I'm really sorry, I couldn't decide," Thor said, lowering his head a bit.

"Fool, it's alright. You're the prince. The fact that you didn't choise ruthlessly Asgard comforts me," Jane said, smiling while shaking her head.

She knew Thor must have had a hard time with all this in his head.

Thor's eyes immediately brightened. To Jane, he almost seemed like a puppy who had received a reward.

"Anyway, I really won't intervene anymore regarding your father. I'm also very upset about what he tried to do. Actually, I'm surprised Damian took it so calmly."

"The last person who had those intentions didn't even manage to do anything, and Damian turned him to dust," Jane said, sighing.

"I know what my father did was very low, but despite the things he's done, he's my father. I don't have the heart to just abandon him," Thor said, looking at Jane.

"It's alright, I understand. It's just that I really won't help anymore. Negotiate with your sister; she's not as bad as she seems," Jane said, smiling at Thor.

"Damian seems to be able to tame her quite well," Thor said, smiling ironically.

"You and she can be quite similar," Jane said, smiling at him.

Thor seemed a bit confused but just smiled back, happy to see that they both seemed to be alright.

Frigga behind Thor could only touch her head while sighing.