It wasn't that Carol was ineffective; the situation on her side was simply more complicated.
Unlike the Angel Queen's situation, Malekith had ordered all the Dark Elves to contract their defenses, with the entire race holed up inside this royal tomb.
Captain Marvel chased the Dark Elf king, but Cursed Warriors would occasionally emerge from hiding to launch sneak attacks. Those rotten elves had also brought their Swamp Tigers—fierce, large winged felines.
Flying tigers with bat-like wings posed no threat to Carol.
But she liked cats. Seeing those fierce Big Tigers, Carol—who looked a little tomboyish on the outside but was soft-hearted within—couldn't bring herself to strike too hard.
Big black tigers that could fly—how adorable. Killing them would be such a waste.
So whenever a Swamp Tiger appeared, she held back and knocked it unconscious. One appeared, one got knocked out. As a result, she kept stopping and starting in her pursuit of Malekith, unable to form a sustained attack.
Then there were the Cursed Warriors, fearless lunatics who rushed in with Black Hole Grenades and blew themselves up. They were troublesome too.
"Wade, where the hell did you go? Time to get to work." Su Ming figured Carol might need some help, so he turned and looked behind him, calling for his cousin to do his job.
He had paid Wade, after all. He couldn't possibly let him do nothing.
"Coming, coming, I'm right here. Heh heh."
Deadpool's reply came from directly below. He flew toward his cousin while tugging up his pants, both pockets bulging.
What else could he have been doing? Picking up money, of course.
The battle had knocked a great deal of gold hidden within the tomb onto the ground. And the Angel Queen clearly wasn't the only greedy person present; Wade's desire for