"How should I put this?" Valkyrie set down the sack slung over her shoulder, opened it, and revealed a gagged head. "Maybe we should thank him."
"Loki." Thor's eyes widened in shock, and he almost instinctively grabbed a bottle from a nearby rack and hurled it over.
The bottle cracked Loki over the head. He opened his mouth to curse, but only muffled whimpers came out.
"Let's make sure." Thor stepped forward and pulled the rag from Loki's mouth. "Looks like it's really him."
"Surprise!" Loki forced out a smile. "Good morning, everyone."
"You know, I've noticed something interesting. You always seem to get the short end of the stick when it comes to women." Daisy grinned teasingly, then counted on her fingers. "Jane, Hela, and her."
Loki: ...
That hit right where it hurt!
"For years, I drifted through life, trying to forget the past. Sakaar seemed like the perfect place to drown my sorrows, forget everything, and waste away."
"Waste away? Here?" Daisy's eye twitched as she looked at the junkyard outside. "I don't think this planet is a good place to retire."
"It's normal for Earthlings and Asgardians to see things differently," Wanda said.
"I don't like this awful planet either," Thor cut in. "It's terrible. No Asgardian would ever like this place."
"That's not the point, okay?" Valkyrie said. "The point is that I don't want to keep turning a blind eye anymore.
So if I'm going to die, I'd rather die putting my sword through that butcher woman's heart."
"Calling Hela a 'butcher woman'..." Wanda hesitated. "Isn't that a little rude?"
"No, it suits her perfectly." Aaron looked seriously at Wanda and Daisy. "I know you may not want to believe it, but don't forget Hela's nickname.
Goddess of Death. She earned that name by