Hela opened her eyes again.
It felt as though time had looped. Yang Bo and Thor were beside her, looking at her again, but this time Loki was there too.
Dying twice had forced her to face reality.
"Thor, kill me."
"Otherwise, the moment I return to Asgard will be the day you fall from your throne!"
Thor showed no impulsiveness, nor did he take Stormbreaker and strike his sister again.
"Hela, I understand your pain and anger, but I sit on Asgard's throne now. I have a responsibility to my people."
As he said this, Thor thought of how, in the original story, Hela had followed them through the Bifrost to Asgard and begun a massacre. Everyone who opposed her had met a gruesome end at her hands.
"Now you have only two choices. Either I seal you away again, or I have someone send you to another world..."
Hela struggled into a sitting position. Although she knew the wound on her neck was gone, she still instinctively reached up to feel it.
She looked up at Thor, her eyes full of hatred. "You want to seal me away like that bastard Odin did?"
"No. I swore that once I got out, I would never return to that damned place, even if it meant death."
As she spoke, another black sword appeared in Hela's hand. Who knew how many of those things she had stashed away?
The sword shot out with a whoosh. This time, she didn't attack Thor, but thrust it straight at Yang Bo...
Clang...
-7
Yang Bo looked down at the sword stopped by his invisible Infernal Chestplate. The smile froze on his face. He raised his head to look at Hela and asked:
"Do I really look that easy to push around?"
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