"The wind's too strong out here. Let's talk inside."
A shooting range was naturally an open space, with no cover, so the wind was stronger here than elsewhere. Just look at this gale—it had blown all the brains out of someone's head, leaving nothing but air. Otherwise, how could he say something so absurd? Give me a god to worship?!
Since he had accepted someone's request, he had to see it through. Evenson had promised Hela that he would recruit followers for her and rally them beneath her banner, so naturally, he had to make it happen. Though he was not the sort of man whose word was worth its weight in gold, and it was not impossible for him to take back what he said, he still had to weigh the pros and cons.
In a few years, Hela would likely finish serving her sentence. Once she got out of prison, her power would gradually return, making her even stronger than she had been during their last battle. If she found out he had played her, would that petty grudge of hers not drive her straight to his doorstep?
By then, Evenson's strength would have grown as well, and he would no longer be alone and helpless. With the Eredar Twins and other combat forces at his side, he might not necessarily fear her. But Hela would not be alone either. Her Hela's Guard would awaken alongside her return.
Besides, as the saying went, more friends meant more roads, while more enemies meant more walls. Since they could develop a good relationship without any conflict over core interests, why force her into becoming a mortal enemy?
Evenson's target was Hydra—more specifically, the branch of Hydra led by Gideon Malick. Unlike Pierce's newer faction of unbelievers, the old families led