That giant spider only looked scary. It was about the size of a truck, but if Little Rachel had come, she could have killed it by casually tossing a rock at it!
From another perspective, this kind of god was even worse than Red Skull.
On the battlefield, Asgardian warriors were being besieged. Their enemies outnumbered them five to one, and included powerful races like Frost Giants and Fire Giants. The only reason they had not lost was that the enemy forces did not answer to one another and their orders came from multiple sources, while the Asgardians were relatively united.
This was troublesome! Big Orange was deeply conflicted.
It would have been one thing if she had not seen it, but now that she had, it seemed inappropriate not to help.
Asgard had provided Daisy with quite a bit of help when she was weak. That favor could not be ignored.
If someone lent you a hundred dollars when you were about to starve to death, then after becoming the richest person in the world, would you just repay that hundred dollars? Could you really do things that way? You had to compensate them in a way that matched your current status.
The problem was that Asgard had been peaceful and uneventful these past years. Hela had led well, and nothing had happened. Meanwhile, Daisy's rank had risen higher and higher, to the point where she no longer knew how to repay Asgard for this neither-small-nor-large favor.
Big Orange had become Daisy's avatar, and today she had gained true freedom instead of turning into a lazy cat who coasted through life in the Animal Universe. From a broader perspective, Asgard had indirectly helped her as well.
Daisy valued fate and karma. As Lady Destiny's former avatar, Big Orange could