"Mobius, come out. You can't escape."
Outside the room, Ravonna and her Time Guards had blocked the door.
Ravonna felt somewhat regretful—Mobius had been a capable colleague, yet something had gone wrong just as he was about to be promoted.
She seemed to see her own reflection in Mobius—she had faced such a turning point back then as well, but she had chosen promotion, becoming a High Judge of the TVA instead of starting some rebellion.
Of course, Mobius had no intention of surrendering. Through the door, he shouted, "You know, if I got to choose, where would I go?
"I'd go back to where I came from—Montpellier in 1885, riding my jet ski all over the place! That's what I want to do! Ride my jet ski all over the place!"
"Break down the door! Prune him!"
At Ravonna's command, her subordinates launched their assault, but now, it was hard to say whose door would be broken down.
Boom!
The door flew out like a cannonball, knocking away two Time Guards standing at the front.
"Long time no see, High Judge."
Escorted by the Spartan warrior, Harry emerged with a smile.
Seeing this guy, Ravonna's expression turned extremely ugly—she had long suspected that something was wrong with him, but Loki's situation had made her lower her guard!
Then Harry shook his head. "I can't believe I'm talking to a puppet. Never mind—deal with these people and come find me. I'll head over first."
With that, Harry walked toward Ravonna—Loki had gone to rescue Sylvie, and once Sylvie was saved, she would definitely go looking for the Time Keepers.
And to reach the Time Keepers, she had to pass through the corridor Ravonna was currently occupying.
One step, then another, Harry walked forward as if he could not see the