In a border city of Midgard, the Undead Army halted its advance after Hela left and encamped there. Though Thor and the others were worried about the threat Tony posed and wanted nothing more than to find the Gods immediately and gather enough strength to fight him.
They still needed the Undead Army's help, so they had no choice but to wait there alongside them.
Suddenly, a figure approached from the distant horizon. Thor sensed her at once and hurriedly looked up. When he saw that it was Hela, relief instantly washed over him.
When Hela had gone to find Tony, he had genuinely feared that Tony would kill her, leaving him worried ever since. Now that she had returned, he could finally relax.
But that feeling did not last long. As Hela drew closer, he soon noticed something wrong.
Why had Hela become a soul?
At that thought, Thor's expression changed, and he hurried forward to meet her.
When they met, Thor looked at Hela's transparent body, a complicated expression spreading across his face.
"You..."
After uttering that single word, he suddenly found himself unable to continue, afraid of reopening Hela's wounds.
Hela, however, did not care at all. She spoke first. "You were right. That Tony really is powerful. I apologize for my earlier recklessness."
Hearing this, Thor's expression grew even more complicated. Before, Hela had been arrogant beyond measure.
She had been like a lofty swan, unwilling even to glance down at the creatures on the ground.
Yet now she had apologized of her own accord. It was nothing short of a miracle.
Fortunately, Thor did not dwell on it for long. He quickly collected himself and asked Hela what had happened.
Knowing both yourself and your enemy was the key to victory. Although Hela had ended