The woman had short, shoulder-length blonde hair, with golden light shining between the strands.
She wore a dark blue combat suit accented with gold and red.
Unlike Hela's slender, graceful figure, hers was sturdy and athletic, brimming with strength.
A golden five-pointed star adorned her full chest.
Her face was slightly square. She was not a peerless beauty who dazzled at first glance, but boundless confidence shone in her eyes.
She looked at Apocalypse and Hela, the corners of her mouth slightly raised and her eyes smiling, radiating confidence.
Apocalypse knew that smile well.
It was how he usually smiled himself.
It was the confidence of the invincible, the assurance to look upon the heavens with a smile.
But Apocalypse was an Easterner, after all, so his smile was gentler and more restrained.
Hers, on the other hand, was exuberant and uninhibited in a Western way, without the slightest attempt to hide it.
Apocalypse knew only one woman who possessed such strength and habitually fought with her head-Captain Marvel, Carol Danvers!
Her English name was Captain Marvel, which could also be translated as the captain of Marvel!
That alone showed how much this world favored her.
The way she had gained her superpowers was downright absurd. She truly was a chosen one.
Back when she was still an ordinary Earthling, she and her superior, Dr. Lawson, had been pursued by the Kree while aboard a fighter jet.
The jet had crashed, killing Dr. Lawson and injuring Carol.
Afterward, Carol had shattered the energy core and absorbed some of its energy.
That energy was merely a fraction of the Space Stone's power.
Carol had subsequently lost consciousness and her memories, and the Kree had taken her back to their capital on Hala.
After a period of dormancy, her memories had awakened.