"Hermes? The god of thieves?"
Hela's brow furrowed. Having spent years imprisoned in Niflheim, she clearly knew nothing about Earth's mythologies.
"How come I've never heard of a god of thieves in Asgard?"
"Oh, it's perfectly normal that you haven't," Kraft explained with a straight face. "I belong to the Greek Pantheon, which isn't the same system as the Norse Pantheon. To be precise, there are a few tiny differences between Asgard and the Norse Pantheon, too."
As he spoke, Kraft quietly edged toward the green Portal a short distance away.
"You're playing me!"
Hela flicked her hand, throwing several black swords that attacked Kraft while cutting off his escape.
Kraft dodged her attack with a sideways flip and said helplessly, "Can't you just let me go home, and we'll stay out of each other's way?"
Since Hela looked so much like a villain, Kraft had initially assumed she was a fellow "professional" who had also broken into the Asgard Vault to steal things.
"I'm only taking one thing from this vault. You can have everything else."
Not wanting to alert Odin, Kraft offered to back down.
"Everything in this vault already belongs to me, you sneaking thief!"
Hela kept firing swords at Kraft.
"Wow! You're... even more shameless than I am!"
With the Dream Armor's enhancements, Kraft easily avoided Hela's attacks again, his mouth running nonstop. He was starting to understand Peter Parker's idea of fun.
"Aren't you afraid that old bastard Odin will come after you?"
"Odin?"
Apparently pleased by Kraft's choice of words for Odin, Hela stopped attacking and told him with a delighted expression, "That old man is already dead."
"...What? Wasn't he supposed to have several years left?"
Although Kraft was surprised, he didn't dwell on it. What interested him more now was...
"Even if