One look was enough to confirm it—they were both people who had been screwed over by Sorcerer Evenson. After that round of Powerhouse Appraisal, Melinda and Stephanie finally confirmed that the other was one of their own.
Wah yah yah yah! That damned Sorcerer Evenson never discussed anything with me before acting! Infuriating! Despicable!
Melinda was absolutely furious inside. She knew Evenson had to be hiding things from her. There were things she did not know that S.H.I.E.L.D. did, things S.H.I.E.L.D. did not know that she did, and things that neither side knew.
That guy sometimes seemed quite frank, but he was actually a devotee of mysticism. Why did he have to be like that? Did secrets not only make women prettier, but men more handsome too?
Since this woman carried Evenson's distinctive Fel, there was no need to say more. He had definitely raised her in secret while hiding it from everyone. Look at all that nonsense she was saying—Lord of Darkness and Death, Infinite Empire. Who else but Evenson could come up with names that cringeworthy?!
It would have been one thing if Evenson usually hid things from others, but what time was this? They were at war! Could he not have given me a heads-up? At least tell me who I can fight and who I cannot!
What the hell, none of us knew each other when we met, so we started fighting right away. She opened with heavy firepower saturation, and we responded fiercely. Blood was everywhere, and only at the end did we realize—what the hell, we had been fighting friendlies!
Compared to the even angrier Melinda, Stephanie felt rather guilty. She had completely snuck out this time. Now that was truly acting without consulting anyone!
This black-armored knight had to be someone Evenson sent.