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Many people at Vought agreed with Homelander's statement.

After all, birds of a feather flocked together. Homelander, having reintegrated into the Marvel Universe, no longer had the resolve or do-or-die determination he had shown before the world's reset, when he faced that apocalyptic catastrophe.

Of course, some people here disagreed, but because of Homelander's authority, they could only seethe in silence. They had Hero Heart, but were unable to set it ablaze.

"Ugh."

Queen Maeve sat on another sofa, arms folded across her chest, her face tense, her gaze flicking from time to time toward the agents sacrificing themselves on the screen and the Avengers struggling bitterly to hold on.

Her fingers tightened unconsciously, but she did not move or speak.

"Homelander's right. We're just ordinary superhumans. We can't compare to those Avengers." A-Train seemed a little agitated, pacing back and forth through the room, his speed alternating between fast and slow as he left a string of afterimages behind. "Damn it! What the hell is that thing? Even Iron Man, Obadiah, that hunk of metal, and Captain America are having such a hard time!"

He looked somewhat anxious.

Compared with Queen Maeve's urge to do something, A-Train was more concerned about his own safety and that of his family, even though he had already moved his family to another city.

But what if the Avengers could not handle that sudden threat? Then even if they fled elsewhere, in the end, they would surely still be unable to escape disaster.

That was why A-Train was anxious.

He did have some brains and some foresight in him, just not much.

"We—" A-Train thought for a moment, then still planned to summon the courage to persuade Homelander that they could still join forces with the Avengers to fight the threat.

If the