Oliver took a deep breath and turned to look at Helen, who was eating pizza beside him.
Helen had not developed as slowly as Aisha. She already looked like a twelve- or thirteen-year-old Maiden. Her features resembled Loki's more, but she had inherited Stark's eyes, which looked at everything with deep affection. At that moment, she looked up at Oliver as well.
Seeing her overly clear gaze gave Oliver a headache. Even knowing that she was Doomsday, he still felt it was somewhat inhumane to send a child like her against such a powerful enemy.
"It's my turn to go on, right?" Helen wolfed down the pizza, let out a full burp, rubbed her chest to settle the food, gulped down some cola, and said, "Just wait. Watch me go beat him up!"
With that, she started to run outside. Oliver hurriedly grabbed her and said helplessly, "Wait a second. What if you just rush over there recklessly and he beats you up?"
"Impossible. Even if he can beat me up, I'll get even soon enough." Helen picked up a napkin and wiped her mouth.
"Fine, you're amazing, but we still need a battle plan." Oliver said, "His mental state isn't normal right now. He's gone berserk. Even setting aside whether you can beat him, it would be terrible if the Sun got harmed."
"You want me to lure him away?" Helen frowned slightly. "I can do that, but I might not be able to fly faster than him. If we start fighting midway, Earth will suffer too."
"For some reason, he has gone mad at the Sun, but judging by this, he probably won't leave the Solar System easily. So we have two objectives: keep the disturbance as small as possible, and finish him with a single strike."
Helen