The group had run, escaping the world of their birth in the dead of darkness. Dragging their blooded and injured siblings with as they went. Even the injured knew if they didn't get up and run even atop their mutilated limbs they would risk losing the lives of the others, as well as their own. So they did, they all ran helping each other along as they went. Forcing their protesting bodies to move as hard and fast as they could. They carried the ones with the most damage. They dragged them along when they collapsed. They kept going even when they thought they couldn't.

They knew they had little time left, and so they ran they fled for their lives. Their absences would be noticed sooner rather then later and none wished to still be on this world when it happened. They wouldn't survive if they were to be discovered as they fled. They would all be executed on the spot for what they dared to do in fleeing their prisons. They would all die for it and none where in any current position to fight or protect each other. Their minds and wills where strong well there bodies where weak and abused from years of torture.

Heimdall let the siblings pass easily having no orders not to let the group pass, something which they were unendingly grateful for. No one had suspected that they might make it out of their confinement's, an oversight that couldn't have been more useful in that moment. None of them were in any condition to fight. They would have, if they had needed too, but it would have been a harsh fight. A fight with the odds against them in their current conditions. There were high odds on at least one of them perishing in a fight against the keeper at the current moment. More likely they all would have died. The siblings fled from this world the world of there birth, fleeing to Midgard, a world no God or Goddess would willingly venture. This world of Midgard was Where they chose to make there lives. To live and survive from that point onwards. A world with no real knowledge of the gods of their home world. A world perfect to hide in, and a world perfect to start over in.