[Third Person's POV]
"As you both are aware, I know nothing about that wolf of yours, but he can do nothing about this pantheon," Lord Vishnu's form excluded a subtle yet undeniable authority, his golden eyes locking onto Freyja and Mimir. The air around them seemed to hum with energy as Vishnu's calm yet commanding presence grew more profound.
"Fenrir, while mighty in your realm, is but a ripple here," Vishnu continued, his tone unwavering. "Should he attempt to disrupt the balance of this pantheon, Sheshnaag and others far beyond his comprehension would ensure he learns the error of his ways. However..." He paused, his golden gaze piercing through the tension. "If his presence concerns you so deeply, I shall consider aiding you. But there will be terms."
Freyja exchanged a cautious glance with Mimir, her voice steady as she replied, "We understand, Lord Vishnu. Name your terms, and we will do what is within our power."
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