Emma walked off alone and picked up a bottle of red wine. Not even bothering to be elegant, she drank straight from the bottle.
She, Emma Frost, had never been subjected to so much humiliation in her life. If she had known, she should never have picked up Thor in the first place. Now Betsy, that idiot, had another reason to join him in bullying her.
It was an utter disgrace!
The worst part was that she couldn't do anything about him. He had learned the mental powers and Telepathy she was so proud of with a single look, and even in her diamond form, she was no match for his strength.
When had she, the White Queen, ever suffered a loss like this?
She was better off not thinking about it. The more she thought, the angrier she got!
That little thing was cursing her, and it wasn't as if she didn't know. To her, his thoughts were completely unguarded.
Thor practically had the words "I want to get you into bed" written on his face.
Emma's hands itched again, and she looked at the three unlucky men.
The three unlucky men trembled.
Emma took control of them and made them stand up and walk over to her, then gave them a few punches and kicks.
When she finished, Emma let out a long breath.
"That feels better."
The three unlucky men lay on the ground, wanting to cry but unable to shed a tear. They couldn't run away, so they could only serve as an outlet for her frustration.
Emma casually tossed the empty wine bottle onto the ground and pulled out the string of crystal fragments she had on her. She probed them frantically with her mental power, but when she found she couldn't comprehend the power inside no matter what she did, she gave up.
"Thor, catch."
Thor was still chatting with little Groot when he heard Emma call him. He looked up and saw a long string of something resembling a bracelet flying toward him.
He caught it on instinct and looked down. Good grief, there were six law fragments here too!
"Emma, what are you doing?!"
Thor was completely baffled. She must have seen him absorb the fragments, and from what he knew of Emma, she would definitely have kept them to secretly try to comprehend them herself.
Why had she suddenly tossed them to him?
"They're a reward for you! Add one more thing to our deal: help me kill Cassandra!"
As a god, Thor had remarkably good eyesight, even though he wasn't yet at his peak. He could clearly see Emma's slightly flushed face and the wine bottle at her feet.
Had they made her so angry that she drank alone to take her mind off it?
Emma, Emma, and you still say you're not a little girl.
"Okay! It's a deal, Your Majesty, my queen!"
Emma didn't refute Thor's final words of possession. She simply sat where she was, quietly gnawing on bread.
"You've achieved your goal. Any thoughts?" Betsy asked, looking at Thor.
"What goal?" Thor didn't quite understand what she meant.
"Didn't you want to get Emma and me into bed? Judging by how she's acting now, you've definitely achieved your goal."
Thor was at a loss for words. You really don't mince words, do you? What a blunt woman!
"But I haven't gotten you into bed yet, have I?"
Thor tossed out the remark casually.
He was just about to tease his little pet Groot some more when he felt a tickle on his neck.
He looked up and saw that Betsy's face was almost pressed against his, strands of deep purple hair falling against his neck.
"Once our deal is done, I'm yours."
Betsy whispered in Thor's ear, as if challenging him. Before he could react, she stood up and walked over to Emma.
Thor sat there in a daze for quite a while before coming to his senses.
Well, Psylocke, flirting with me when I'm not paying attention, are you?
Just you wait!
Once I get the chance, I'll give you a good hard kick in the butt!
"I'm Groot???"
Little Groot, the tree man, jumped onto Thor's palm and looked in the direction Betsy had gone, his face full of confusion. Then he turned to look at Thor.
The little guy's brain really couldn't figure out what those two were doing.
Unable to make sense of it, he couldn't be bothered to think about it anymore. Groot began frantically poking Thor's arm with both little hands.
"Groot, what are you doing?"
Thor couldn't understand what the little guy wanted, poking him so frantically.
"I'm Groot! I'm Groot!"
"You want me to help you grow faster so you can go help Rocket and the others?"
Thor watched the little guy frantically @-ing him from his palm and found it rather amusing. He raised his hand to eye level and took a closer look at Groot, who was only as big as one of his fingers.
"I'm Groot!!!" Groot nodded heavily three times and looked at Thor with two big, round eyes, nearly melting his manly heart.
Thor thought back to the little guy's story in the movies and comics. Hmm... how should I put it?
The little guy only looked adorable and endearing like this. Once he grew a little older, he would look downright fierce. No one would ever guess he had been so cute when he was little.
Is there a way to keep him this small while making him as strong as, or stronger than, his adult self?
He looked down at the little guy, then at the law bracelet in his other hand. Huh?!
He had an idea!
And it was something he could do!
Emma, that soft-hearted tsundere with the tough mouth, doesn't she know tsunderes have already fallen out of fashion?
The bracelet had come at just the right time. Thor sensed three Law of Time fragments, two Law of Life fragments, and one colorless, nearly transparent Law of Creation fragment on it!
That did it. Now he had everything he needed. Once he absorbed these fragments, he would be a man who could stop time for one minute!
And with this trace of the Law of Creation, his worries about how to recreate Betsy's body were completely solved. He only needed to find a few more Law of Soul and Law of Creation fragments, and Betsy would be his!
The thought made him a little excited. After all, as an adult god, he had corresponding needs.
And if someone asked what the difference was between Betsy's battle suit and lingerie-
Thor could only give a perfectly fair answer: there was no difference at all!
Hmm... judging by the White Queen's usual outfits in the comics, the way she dressed was no less revealing than Betsy's. If anything, it was even more so.
He just didn't know why the White Queen he had met was actually a proper one, even wearing an expensive white suit.
But it doesn't matter! There'll be plenty of opportunities in the future!
Meanwhile, Cassandra, the female villain of Knowhere, was about to face the most heaven-defying Thor in history.
How could a Thor who couldn't manipulate time, teleport, heal others... be worthy of the name Thor?
Groot rolled his eyes around and watched Thor absorb the laws. Seeing that Thor was working hard to help him, he couldn't possibly sit idle either!
So little Groot leaped from Thor's palm, landed on the ground, and began frantically tearing up Knowhere's turf.
Then, thoroughly satisfied, he wove himself a crown and a grass skirt and began dancing on the spot, imitating Star-Lord's moves.
"I'm Groot-!"