Having been swarmed by too many of these insignificant gnat, Surtur crawled toward the portal. He turned to the assembled heroes and growled at them.
"I will return and next with an--"
Py-Loki fired a puck at his eye, "G'on! Get out of here, party crasher!"
Surtur snarled and clawed his way through the portal, which Py-Loki closed.
(Aww, [sonic slicer]-nuggets. I took to long to give him a few leads pelted in his eyes. Oh well.
*shrugs*)
As Surtur vanished into the portal, Hazardpool looked rather disappointed. "Aww man, he chickened out!" he grumbled.
"I was going to jump in an give the curvaceous bat-ass lady a hand, with those... guns of hers" His eye twitched indicating his mind going blank.
"Welp, might as well show myself in." Hazardpool started walking towards the party, "I'm sure these guys are just dying to meet me."
"Huh!?" Hazardpool noticed the dragon vessel above his, "Ohh, more party-favors!" he smiled.