Soul Stone

Time ticked by, second by second, and the atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive.

Natasha and Clint huddled in a corner, not daring to move. The thunder in the sky vividly reflected Yake's inner turmoil, while Red Skull had long since vanished without a trace.

"I have a feeling this person is definitely even more terrifying than Thanos..."

"Stop talking. Something's happening."

Yake's clenched fists slowly relaxed. Standing at the edge of the cliff, he looked down at the orange light flickering bit by bit below. He suppressed the wild joy in his heart. He knew Hancock could do it; he just didn't know why it had taken so long.

The thunderclouds in the sky gradually dispersed. Natasha and Clint gasped for air, having nearly thought they were going to die.

"Hancock, how did it go?"

Hancock slowly rose from the ground, an orange gem in her hand. She looked at Yake with a smile.

"How could it go? It really was cunning. It tried to devour my soul, but unfortunately, it was far too inexperienced. It was merely a clueless soul that had only recently been born. I already erased it."

Hancock's smile was as lovely as a flower, but her words sent chills down Natasha and Clint's spines. This woman, beautiful beyond reason, was also ruthless. Natasha's heart tightened. Their mission was to retrieve the Soul Stone and save the world. What were they supposed to do now?

Though both sides consisted of one man and one woman, they had no chance of winning.

"That's great, Hancock. It's good that you're all right. If you died, what would I do..."

Yake immediately began fawning over Hancock without a care, while Natasha and Clint became enormous human light bulbs.

"Yake, wait. This is the gem you wanted. Take it quickly! Wasn't