Natasha took advantage of the Hulk's stiff movements and used several blind spots to finally break free from his pursuit.
Breathing heavily, her forehead covered in sweat, she cautiously hid in the underground pipes.
The small pistol in her hand gave her a sense of security.
She slowly moved outward.
The Hulk, who had been wandering around in place, heard the sound of Natasha's footsteps. He turned around and let out a loud roar.
'Bang!'
A gunshot rang out, aimed at the pipes above the Hulk's head.
A cloud of white steam billowed out, blocking the Hulk's eyes, while Natasha turned and ran.
Her left leg, which she had forcibly pulled free from the pipe, was badly injured, making it difficult to run.
The Hulk followed closely behind.
After only a few steps, he charged over.
Natasha threw herself to the side.
The Hulk was moving too fast to stop. With a casual sweep of his arm, he sent Natasha flying. She slammed heavily into the wall and fell to the ground, unable to move for the moment.
The irrational Hulk raised his arm toward Natasha, who was struggling to get up, preparing to strike her with his palm.
But in the next moment,
a figure slammed into him, sending them both flying through the sturdy steel wall and into S.H.I.E.L.D.'s aircraft storage hangar.
Watching the Hulk's disappearing figure, Natasha felt a surge of relief and joy at having survived the ordeal.
Breathing heavily and listening to the violent sounds of the battle next door, she had no way of joining in on that excitement.
She struggled to her feet, leaned against the surrounding pipes, and walked toward the elevator. Now, she planned to return to the laboratory and check on Leo's condition.
Ever since the day Loki was captured,