They had found her, and she had the gem with her. All he had to do now was explain the facts to her and get the child to hand over the gem so he could take it away. Then the mission would be complete.
Thor had thought the mission would be easy, but when Rocket Raccoon suddenly cried out and collapsed to the ground, never waking again, and the civilians around them began falling one after another along the roadside, he knew something was wrong.
An unimaginably vast energy vortex had enveloped the entire city. Ordinary people simply could not withstand its might. Thor looked anxiously at Little Franklin.
To outsiders, she looked like an eight- or nine-year-old girl, but Thor could see through the illusion. It was a disguise. Little Franklin wanted to grow up quickly so she could read alone in the library, so she had altered her appearance. In essence, she was still that little baby.
The time and space before her were extremely chaotic. With her back to Thor, she stared at an energy mass suspended in midair, shrouded in thin mist and occasionally crackling with tiny bolts of lightning.
Thor peered closely inside and saw four men, whose bodies contained the powers of time and speed, trapped by Little Franklin within the void. All four were running at high speed. Some were wreathed in red lightning, some in blue, and some in yellow. Unaware that their every movement was being watched by outsiders, they kept running and racing through space, seemingly trying to escape this prison that combined the mysteries of time with spatial techniques.
As they ran, the essence unique to them was being extracted bit by bit. Little Franklin intended to absorb their power, make up for the losses she had suffered crossing