Elsewhere, Black Widow, whose will to fight was not particularly strong, dodged left and right, constantly using her superb skills to maneuver among the enemy.
She was clearly a super-spy, yet now she had somehow switched careers to become a frontline warrior. She really could not understand what she was doing in Asgard. Did this have anything to do with her? But once she was on the battlefield, she could not back down. After her original lightsaber ran out of energy, Sif handed her a longsword, and now she was hacking away at the undead alongside this bunch of fierce men and women.
The original Black Widow would have been nearly useless in this kind of battle, but Daisy had developed her potential, making it much easier for her to deal with ordinary grunts.
With a thunderous boom, she drove her sword into a Frost Giant's eye socket. Energy then erupted, blowing away half of the creature's head.
"Peggy Carter doesn't have to come here and fight undead or anything. Now that I think about it, I'm really jealous of her!" Black Widow lopped off an undead's head with a backhand slash, while Captain America threw his shield and knocked away a troll archer attempting to sneak attack them.
The two stood back-to-back like reefs, resisting the endless tide of undead around them.
Hearing Black Widow mention Peggy Carter, Captain America could only offer a bitter smile. She was blaming him for dragging her onto the battlefield.
This had originally had nothing to do with Black Widow. What World Tree? What Asgard? None of it had anything to do with her. She could have said a few polite words, declared her spiritual support for Asgard's righteous friends, and left.
Sif had come to find Daisy. It was Captain America who