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Chapter Three: The Salvation of Paradise
Hogun was strong. Very strong. Seemingly in both mind and body. The Asgardian's physical prowess was never really in question, however it was his mind that the cloak found itself interested in. Yes the tempation to drink in the world through Hogun's divine senses was ever present, but Strange had selected it for this task for a reason, and perhaps this was it. For the first few moments it had been bonded to it's new host, it had taken care to completely shut down the passage of any thoughts and emotions between the two, but now it had a chance to gleam into the mind of a god. How could it pass that up.

Slowly. Gently. Carefully. With a subtlety practiced many times over on Jennifer and on the Sorceror's apprentice did the cloak slowly let the gate between thier two consciousness' creep open. It was....challenging to say the least, even wehn dealing with a human host. But to attempt to do so with a god..... The notion filled it with a dread it tried vehemently to keep concealed least it alert it's host to it's presence. But if it could open the passageway between the two of them in just the right way, perhaps it could extract exactly what the great warrior knew about this "Kya", and use the info to help it's companions along the way on their quest.

If he could find out what "Kya" was and where Hogun and the other Asgardians had looked for it, perhaps it could get and idea of where to find it. After all, the cloak did see the world in a way few others did. Where some might search for a key on a floor or under a couch, the cloak knew how to look beneath the floor and through the couch. Yes. If it could simply learn of what this "Kya" was and where it had been previously sought, it was certain it could set about finding it, or at the very least begin down the path towards finding it.
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