Friendly Meeting Between Sister and Brother
Arrogant!
Utterly arrogant!
Arrogance taken for granted!
When ordinary people acted arrogantly, others would only find them annoying.
But Hela's arrogance radiated from her bones, from the depths of her soul.
It was present in every frown and every smile.
Not only did Hela herself consider it only natural, even others felt she should be that way.
Only arrogance suited that wickedly charming queen's face.
Beneath that sinister allure was an aura of ruling the world!
It was as if she were announcing to the entire world that the queen had returned.
"What did you say?"
Thor thought he had misheard.
He had just introduced himself as her younger brother, and the person beside him as a prince consort. Yet she was actually telling them to kneel?
Hela's lazy voice rang out again. "I said, kneel!"
An aura of conquest rushed toward them!
On Earth, mature women and queens usually only stirred an even stronger desire in men to conquer them.
Because everyone knew it was not real, merely a layer of outward appearance.
Only Hela, with her aura of ruling the world, could stir a man's urge to submit!
Any mortal would only want to fall at her feet and be commanded by her!
She was a queen born by nature!
Unfortunately, she had met the wrong people!
There was no need to mention Apocalypse. His aura had always influenced others; how could Hela possibly influence him?
Jane and Sif were women. Like repelled like, so the effect was at least thirty percent weaker.
Thor was utterly carefree. He did not understand anything about queenly charm!
"Big sister, we should talk..."
"Kneel!" Hela's expression gradually turned cold.
She spread her hands, and with a ringing clang, a longsword appeared out of thin air