"Okay, okay! I'll tell- HAHAHA! stop! I said I'll tell! Oh Allfather, I'll tell!" Minir laughed madly as his paws were tickled with feathers and little brushes, his LED eyes were soaked with tears that ran down his visor screen. It was torture, for the past five hundred years he's been tied up to a rock with his paws being held up to the roof by ropes, free for anyone to do as they please to the great Minir, but deep down, Minir himself knew that he secretly liked it "Alright, hoo.. wow, okay" Minir said as he caught his breath "So, there is only one gate to the realm of the giants left, but it's in Midgard. That's all I know, I swear!" No it wasn't, Minir just wanted some more tickles