After a round of physical warming, Strangle spat Kro out. The Deviant, who had originally had purple skin, was now rubbed red all over, with blisters rising in many places.
Strangle's control over his strength was extremely precise. Not a single blister had burst; clear and translucent, they looked like little jellies under the sunlight filtering through the forest.
"He still hasn't woken up. You're practically rubbing his skin off."
Carol snickered to herself. She found the scene a little absurd, mainly because it reminded her of Thanos. If that big guy got rubbed down by Deathstroke like this, would he turn red too?
That made her think of the Red Giant and Juggernaut. Come to think of it, Thanos really did resemble those two in build.
"His body temperature has gone up, but he still hasn't woken up. What's going on?" Ikaris reached out and touched Kro. His body was still hot to the touch, so he immediately asked Thena beside him.
The female warrior spread her hands. She got injured often, but that did not mean she knew how to treat illnesses.
"This is hibernation."
Unexpectedly, Thanos spoke up. Though he still sounded as though he could not be bothered to look at his distant relatives, he offered an explanation:
"I once read some research documents on Deviants on Titan. Their genes are like a jigsaw puzzle; they can hybridize with nearly any creature in the universe. So this piece of trash you're gathered around may possess the hibernation genes of some other animal, a means of resisting the cold."
"He isn't trash, Thanos. He is our blood brother too."
As Ikaris said this, he rubbed Kro's bald head and seemed to blow on it as well.
Considering he was also a Knockoff Superman, Su Ming figured that