Bast: Too Slow!

"Thor!!!"

Natasha, Hawkeye Barton, Steve Rogers, and the others cried out at the same time, worried that Thor had been hurt and shocked by the terrifying power contained within Bast.

"I-I'm fine..."

Not far away, Thor had rolled across the beach more than a dozen times before coming to a stop. Clutching his struck abdomen, he struggled to his feet.

His eyes were equally filled with disbelief as he looked at Bast. She was only a maid, so why was she this strong?

More importantly...

Thor's gaze passed over Bast, who stood there with cold elegance, and landed on Leon behind her. Leon stood with his hands behind his back, smiling calmly and looking entirely at ease.

Such a powerful being was actually willing to be a human's pet?

Thor could not understand it!

"Thor, she's alone. Everyone, attack together!" Steve Rogers equipped his Vibranium Shield, called out to Thor, and charged toward Bast first.

Natasha moved almost at the same time.

But faster than either of them was the arrow Hawkeye Barton had long prepared.

His eagle-sharp gaze had never once shifted from Leon. The instant Steve Rogers finished speaking—

Whoosh!

Hawkeye Barton decisively released the two fingers holding the bowstring. A dark silver arrowhead shot through the air toward Leon, tracing an almost perfectly straight path.

By the time the shrill whistle of the arrow slicing through the air reached their ears, the black arrow, its tip gleaming with a dark blue light, was already before Leon's eyes. It was barely a dozen centimeters from his crimson pupils—practically a hit—yet Leon did not move at all.

The next moment.

A clean, soft, coffee-colored hand seemed to break free of the laws of physics. Ignoring air resistance, it moved silently, appearing slow but actually incredibly fast. Leaving behind an