"You dare come into my realm? Alive!?" Hel said sitting on the throne of Helheim, she squeezed her throne's arm rests from anger, but she then realized something, this wasn't just one person, but three. Hel calms a little as she observes these three, but she then came to realize that one of them was her father, tied up with gold chains and ropes. She groans, putting her hand on the left side of her, the right already dripping a mix of blood and coolants "Ugh, what did he do this time?" Hel said, already feeling embarrassed about her father, dealing with the dead was difficult enough, but with Loki throwing Asgard in a twist every other week, The Queen has gotten a lot of souls to deal with, some of which needed punishment