Sharky knew the Underworld was dangerous.
He chose not to involve Hela or Sigurd. He knelt before Hela, gently holding her hand, "Take Sigurd and return to Asgard. Be safe. I will find Astrid."
Hela nodded, she summoned the Bifrost seal and stepped into its light to return home, unaware that something had been tampered with, and that her path would not lead where she intended.
Sharky turned back to the goddesses.
Before he could speak, a familiar presence descended.
Artemis appeared, bow in hand, moonlight gleaming in her hair. She smirked slightly. "The Underworld is not a place for one man to walk alone," she said. "And I enjoy dangerous journeys. I'll help you."
Demeter stepped forward beside her. "And I know the paths," she added quietly. "I will guide you."
Sharky looked at them both, then nodded once. "Then we will go."
And so, the trio was formed, Sharky, Demeter and Artemis, the hunter, scout, and fearless warrior
Their destination was clear. The Realm of Hades.
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