Time passed quickly, bit by bit.
No one knew what had happened in their rooms.
Only Leo walked out of the base and quietly watched the sunset that was about to appear on the horizon.
He did not need to sleep. As long as his feet could touch the earth, he could remain full of energy indefinitely.
Several strange sounds faintly drifted through the air.
Leo looked up and saw a Quinjet in the distance. To anyone else, it was merely a tiny dot that had just appeared on the horizon.
The Quinjet rapidly approached the base. Before it had completely slowed down and landed, a tall figure suddenly leaped from the cabin and flew toward Leo.
He was much faster than the slowly descending Quinjet, and he seemed to have no intention of slowing down. There was not even a parachute pack on his back.
Leo looked at the figure in the air with a smile, not moving his feet at all.
The figure flew straight toward Leo at tremendous speed, as if intending to smash him in half.
Leo still stood his ground, facing the rapidly approaching figure head-on.
The figure quickly drew near. The first thing to arrive was a square silver hammer.
The only person who would dare to jump from a plane like that was Thor.
Thor slightly tilted the hammer in his hand, causing his entire body to veer several degrees to the side. He twisted in midair, lowered both legs, and landed heavily upright on the ground.
The impact left a sizable depression in the metal plate that had been laid there.
Still clad in silver armor with a red cape behind him, Thor threw his head back and laughed loudly.
"Good thing I didn't arrive too late, Leo. When did you get