Fantastic Beasts Show Their Might

"Ah? I can fight alongside Fantastic Beasts? You agree?"

Banner was delighted. "Thank you, thank you so much! I told those children before that I'd bring them along to fight the gods. They'll definitely be thrilled now."

Loki frowned. Banner's words made him feel as though he were being treated like a rare animal on display, which he found deeply offensive.

He was just about to sneer a few more times.

At that moment, Banner set the suitcase on the ground and snapped it open twice.

He crouched beside it, reaching one hand inside, then looked up and asked, "So... shall we begin?"

With his hands behind his back, Loki shook his head, barely holding back his laughter. "As expected of an ignorant mortal. Knowing you cannot win, you still insist on showing off and making a fool of yourself. I truly must see what kind of disgrace you intend to make of yourself."

Banner looked up at Loki, the corner of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

This Loki's mouth was really foul.

He had once thought the Stark brothers represented the pinnacle of foul-mouthedness. He had never expected an Asgardian to be even better.

Banner did not bother arguing with Loki.

After years of struggling against his anger, he rarely lost his temper over someone else's words anymore.

He leaned beside the suitcase and shouted inside, "Hey! Everyone, come on out! The battle's begun!"

Everyone's eyes turned toward Banner's suitcase.

They were all curious about what these Fantastic Beasts of his looked like.

The arena fell silent for several seconds.

In the silence, Loki's stance remained unchanged, but two daggers appeared soundlessly in the palms of his hands behind his back.

He stared at Banner's suitcase as well. "If your so-called Fantastic Beast is a suitcase, then you..."

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