Chapter 115: Destroyer
Sif and the Warriors Three looked at each other, their expressions serious. "We get you back where you belong," Volstagg said confidently. "It's time, Thor."
Thor's eyes softened, but he still seemed conflicted. "But Loki... he said so many things. I can't just ignore it."
"I may have not kill him, but he fell into sleep right?" he said sighing.
Dave, who had been listening from the back of the room, stepped forward, his calm demeanor contrasting with the tension in the air. "Loki is a liar, Thor. You should know that better than anyone. His words carry no weight."
"What are you doing here?" Thor asked, narrowing his eyes.
"You didn't think we'd just let you roam free, did you?" Dave replied, his tone calm but assertive. Thor and the others looked at him, a mixture of curiosity and surprise on their faces.
Before the conversation could continue, Natasha's voice cut through their exchange. "Dave, something else has come up, and this time, it's hostile." She had just received intel moments ago about a large black robot attacking the SHIELD agents sent to confront it.
"I guess Loki noticed you all coming here," Dave said, glancing at Sif and the Warriors Three. "And now he plans to keep you all stuck here."
"A big black robot?" Sif asked, her expression shifting to concern. "That must be the Destroyer, one of Odin's creations. It's an artifact of immense power, capable of laying waste to entire realms."
Dave raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "If one robot is enough to destroy realms, then those realms must be overrated," he said dryly.
Sif shook her head, clarifying, "It's not just any robot. The Destroyer is made of Uru metal—a magical alloy that can only be damaged by a combination of powerful magic and immense physical might. If either element falls short, there will be no damage to the metal."