"Send a squad to the armory and secure it! Don't give anyone the chance to break in."
Odin led his guards and Stephen Strange through the long corridor toward the laboratory. As they walked, he stationed guards at key locations and remotely sealed the doors to the vault.
Ever since He-El had cleaved the Destroyer inside the vault, it had been left unguarded. Odin no longer dared to open its doors often, and access to the vault was now much more strictly controlled than before.
Once everything had been arranged, Odin remained imposing and utterly unruffled. His face was stern as he strode toward the laboratory with resounding steps.
After following Odin for a while, Stephen Strange heard him suddenly ask,
"What kind of person is He-El, in your eyes?"
Odin asked calmly.
He had never seen He-El up close. The last time, he had merely glimpsed his mind and had already brought disaster upon himself. That powerful curse still plagued him to this day.
With that curse wrapped around him, He-El could not be seen clearly at all, much less communicated with properly.
Stephen Strange gave Odin an especially surprised glance. Looking at Odin's calm, imposing profile, he pondered for a moment and recalled how Earth's humans and the Avengers had evaluated He-El.
Before receiving Ancient One's final warning—Do not trust He-El—he had believed He-El to be a variable capable of changing the world. Even now, Stephen Strange still believed that He-El was a variable capable of changing the future.
It was simply that this variable was beyond his control and possessed the ambition to strengthen humanity.
Only after receiving Ancient One's final words had Stephen Strange sensed an indescribable abnormality. He did not know exactly what it was, so he could only follow his instincts and prevent He-El