She spun the Kryptonite Spear in her hand, leveled its tip forward, and held the shaft beside her waist. Then she jerked her chin toward the figures climbing out of the ruins behind her.
"One more time!"
"Cover me!"
Her voice was steady and clear, every word carrying an unshakable resolve.
Natasha rose from behind a ruined wall, her silver-blue Asgardian armor coated in ash and debris. Blue patterns of light flared back to life around the Square Hammer in her hand, and arcs of lightning temporarily sealed the fine cracks across its head.
She glanced at Diana. Complex emotions churned in her light brown eyes before she let out a muffled snort.
"All right! One more time!"
She drove her right foot into the ground, sending a web of cracks through the ruined wall behind her. Her silver-blue figure became a streak of lightning, shooting straight toward Doomsday's flank.
Thor climbed out of the wreckage of a shop, dark red blood at the corner of his mouth and ash coating his blond hair. But he still gripped Mjolnir, its arcs of lightning fiercer and denser than before.
Gritting his teeth, he muttered a curse in Asgardian. Then he became a bolt of golden lightning and charged Doomsday head-on.
Tony's thrusters spat blue-white flames as he dived from above, his palm cannon blazing with dazzling light.
On his tactical display, Doomsday's energy readings still fluctuated wildly. But his crosshairs no longer targeted the chest or head. They locked precisely onto an incompletely healed crack in the bone armor at Doomsday's ankle.
Wanda stepped out of the alley, dark red Chaos Magic gathering at her fingertips and lighting her young face, which was smeared with ash and streaked with blood.
Her lips pressed into a thin line, defiance and determination surging