Chapter 104 - 101
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Natasha looked at Wanda's face, her red lips curving into a smile. "I'm finally relieved, Wanda."
Although Wanda and Pietro's painful experiences had been gradually softened by their new family, including people like Leon, it didn't mean their trauma had been completely erased. The hatred buried deep within their hearts still left a thorn lodged in their souls. However, after they faced Tony, both of them seemed to have finally smoothened their souls from all of its thorns.
Natasha understood very well that whether Tony lived or died, that thorn would have been removed regardless. That's why she had come to see Tony differently. The playboy image he had projected no longer fit him. He had broken her preconceived notions of capitalists and arms dealers, the ruthless warmongers she had known.
As Wanda signaled, if Tony had begged for mercy or shown regret, she would've turned him into a puppet without hesitation, wiping out his consciousness with just a few words.
But it didn't come to that.
Facing the early morning sun, Wanda stood up straight and stretched. A wave of relaxation washed over her, and the recent happenings seemed to have transformed her spirit in a magical way. From her perspective, the world appeared more vivid and alive.
The ones responsible for the Sokovia airstrikes and the chaos that followed were a group of terrorists attempting to seize power. Those terrorists had been wiped out by U.N. peacekeeping forces long ago. And the missile, the one that haunted her and Pietro for two days, was the reason she had seen Tony as her sole enemy.