"I'm still a little unclear on the process. How did you defeat Eternity? I heard he was very powerful?"
Gin tossed several logs into the fireplace. Nights in the mountains were somewhat cold, and by custom, Asgardians also loved things like fireplaces and bonfires.
Amid the scattering sparks, she turned to look at Deathstroke on the sofa, who was leisurely drinking.
"It was the result of multiple factors. Want to hear it? What I told Ancient One was actually true. It didn't count as a battle at all, just a joke. Unfortunately, she didn't believe me."
Su Ming wrapped an arm around the woman's waist and pulled her onto the seat beside him, enjoying the reassuring feeling of her head resting on his shoulder. "From the moment I went to see Eternity with Death, he should have understood that I wanted to negotiate, not fight. After all, if I truly intended to fight, why would I bring an In-Betweener who was naturally on the other side?"
"I thought Death would take Wade's side, and yours."
Gin nuzzled closer, reaching for the wine barrel before her. The fireplace's glow gave her a rosy complexion, making her exceptionally beautiful.
"How many years has she known Wade? Thirty? Twenty?" Su Ming shook his head and kissed the top of her head. "But she and Eternity are siblings. They've existed together for at least trillions of years. I can't even give an exact figure. Now think about it—if a war really broke out, whose side would she take?"
The contract between Death and Deathstroke only meant that she had promised to help reclaim Ancient One's contract. It never said she would help Deathstroke fight.
Besides, Deathstroke had another Death behind him, one carrying a parasol. The concepts of Death from two different universes were