"Facing an army by yourself? It's suicidal, no?"
Natasha asked as she sat on Loki's computer chair. Her hand is still holding a slice of pizza, and I only laugh at her as she sits down.
"It's not suicidal if I know I can win."
"Still a gamble, but all right. Then, do you need my help?"
"I think you've done your best to help me. Teaching me all of those techniques is very useful to me, and I will one hundred percent use it in the battle."
"That's nice to hear. I wish you good luck, then."
Natasha said as she destroyed the pizza on her mouth, and I only grinned at her. I stopped studying the pictures because they don't really tell me much to begin with, and I quickly began preparing.