Page 45 Review by Jonathan
"You bald and glinting bastard! I am having yet another in a string of bad days, and you've just given me every excuse to take them all out on you..."
"Now now boy. Kill not the messenger. At least not until he delivers his message."
"Your threats carry no coin with me, Asgardian. Nothing you can do scares me. For I have fed the great gaping maw of Galactus.
"Your little hammer and temper tantrums will not save you from the hunger that does not cease.
"I will show you bad black days and blacker nights where no light shines little Asgardian. Your imagination will shatter when cast into the churning sorrows of his wake."
"By my beard, are you both finished? While you measure manhood, I actually feel myself grow older."
"Of course All-Father. I meant no disrespect. The Seed, All-Father. Galactus seeks the Seed."
So... Galactus has discovered that The World Seed, the cosmic energy equivalent of the veritable all-you-can-eat buffet, more voluminous than even Volstagg could manage, is in Odin's possession, hidden until recently for safekeeping under the roots of the World Tree, and he'd very much appreciate Odin just handing it over for him to snack on.
Well... obviously Odin has other ideas about that, and the Surfer and Thor get chance to have their hand-to-hand dust up, whilst Odin and Galactus go quite literally tête-à-tête, as each seeks to take control of the other's sense of reality. It's a truly epic confrontation that is executed with exquisite precision by Fraction. Mind you, demonstrating that it doesn't always have to be hammer time, Thor does place a most verily magnificent headbutt on the Surfer's chromedome which actually leaves a dent!
Meanwhile, back in Broxton, the locals are starting to get rather fed up with yet another round of destruction being meted out to their previously sleepy backwater, and led by the local preacher, have resolved to drive the Asgardians out. That particular preacher, experiencing a crisis in faith due to the Gods on his doorstep, has absolutely no idea just how much his world is about to change. And, aware that sometimes things take a less... direct approach, little Loki is implementing his own scheme to save the day. The main event though is undoubtedly the cosmic confrontation, and I'll leave it to Odin just to make it clear to the Surfer how his... request... is going to go down...
"It is power... energy... beyond the boundaries that even language and mathematics can explain. It is the eternal soul of the All-God. No disrespect to your paradigm intended.
"You see, this thing... by the reckoning of Galactus... this thing could sate him forever.
"This could end Galactus' hunger. You sit on a treasure that means the cessation of a million billion genocides destined to occur. You horde a bauble that means the lives of uncountable worlds. The cooing of innumerable babies. The arts and sciences of species yet untold.
"So. He is coming for it. I may have given the impression I was asking for your permission. I was not."
"He cannot have it, you great and gleaming gimp."
