BOOM—
A Rainbow Bridge from Asgard tore through the Dark Universe in a blazing seven-colored particle radiance, streaking magnificently through space before crashing down violently not far behind and beside He-El.
A bewitching black figure emerged, her hair crowned behind her head like branching trees, each strand wildly displaying fearless arrogance and confidence.
"Hela!" The instant the Rainbow Bridge appeared, Steve Rogers's face darkened terribly. He immediately sensed something was wrong.
Thor had not actually been certain that Hela would help He-El.
There had been a chance that Hela would abandon Asgard, abandon the immortality tied to Asgard, and help He-El. No matter how one looked at it, that was simply too insane.
That was not something she could easily cast aside.
Even Thor had found it difficult to imagine Hela being this mad.
No matter how great He-El was, was he worth Hela doing this?
"It seems she's decided to stand on the same side as He-El." Clint Barton was in an extremely foul mood, his brows furrowed deeply. His gaze swept over Steve Rogers's perky backside, and he said with knitted brows, "What's so good about He-El? Steve's ass isn't bad either. If it were me, Steve, I'd consider you."
Clint Barton frowned as he spoke, trying to ease the tense atmosphere somewhat.
The enemy was right before them, but no amount of tension or heaviness would help.
Natasha Romanoff could not help glancing at Steve Rogers's butt. Clint Barton caught her with a sidelong look, and Natasha Romanoff rolled her eyes before saying helplessly, "While I admit Steve's ass has a certain appeal, there's no way its angle alone could attract Hela.
What could attract Hela was He-El's ability to lead Earth forward, his powerful domestic ability to govern Earth, the power to defeat Odin, the King