After a chaotic mess, Doro ultimately gave up the newly acquired toy called Mjolnir.
Of course, it was only after Sherlock promised to make Doro a new hammer better suited to Doro's style that Doro finally let go of the Mjolnir in hand.
As Doro put down Mjolnir, the Thor armor with its cape vanished from Doro's body in an instant. Only then did Sherlock, Coulson, and Hawkeye finally breathe a sigh of relief.
But what followed was awkwardness. The three stared at one another for a long while, none of them knowing what to say. In the end, Sherlock was the one who spoke, allowing Coulson and Hawkeye to leave.
"Well, I need to continue analyzing this hammer. If there's nothing else, you should leave."
"Doro..."
Coulson wanted to say something more, but Sherlock cut him off rather bluntly after he had only said Doro's name.
"Doro will stay here to help me hold the hammer and adjust its angle. Doro is my assistant, so there is no need to leave. Don't worry, something like that won't happen again."
There was no way Sherlock would let Doro wander around alone in this camp, where Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. were all mixed together—especially when Doro could still lift Mjolnir.
Hearing Sherlock's words, Coulson opened his mouth but said nothing further. He could only sigh helplessly, give Hawkeye a look, and turn to leave.
After receiving Coulson's signal, Hawkeye also shrugged helplessly. Leaving the scene to Sherlock and Doro, he turned and returned to his observation room.
As for Sherlock, he rubbed his temples with a headache. Seeing Doro looking somewhat aggrieved beside him, he reached out and rubbed Doro's little head again.
"It's okay, Doro. This isn't your fault."
Hearing that, Doro brightened up. A smile returned to the little face,