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Farther out beyond the throne, he has created an open temple, forged from pieces of Alioth's realm to create a glade with an altar and stone seats, scattered golden columns reminiscent of Asgard but a pervading sense of nature's beauty. The scene looks out at the Tree, representing their power and freedom in the timelines.

After leaving a TemPad with preset coordinates for Sylvie, Loki waits. His hair braided with flowers, a small pair of horns on his brow, clad in robes that combine his preferred leathers with the humble fabric of the God of Stories, Loki kneels with his back to the altar, a sword held flat in his hands. One he has forged himself at an existing Nidavellir, its hilt embellished with emeralds and their insignia.

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