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The pulse wave erupted from Alice's eyes.
A powerful shockwave surged forward like an invisible tidal wave, colliding directly with the grenade that had been thrown toward them.
Boom!
The grenade exploded in midair before it could reach its target. Flames and fragments scattered in every direction, but the pulse wave continued forward without losing much momentum.
Hawkeye's eyes narrowed.
His combat instincts immediately told him how dangerous Alice was.
Without hesitation, he grabbed one of the nearby mercenaries and hurled him toward the incoming shockwave while turning to retreat.
"Ahhh!"
The unfortunate mercenary let out a miserable scream.
The pulse wave struck him head-on. His body twisted violently before being torn apart, blood and debris scattering across the corridor.
Hawkeye didn't even look back.
He had already disappeared around the corner.
Alice lowered her hand and shook her head.
"He runs fast."
There was a hint of amusement in her voice.
"But it doesn't matter. He isn't our objective."
She glanced toward Maria Hill.
"Let's go. Jack's plan is almost complete. This Sky Aircraft Carrier won't stay in the sky much longer."
Ada nodded.
She kept one hand firmly on Hill's shoulder while guiding her forward.
Hill remained silent.
Her expression was cold as ever, but her mind was racing.
Everything had happened too quickly.
Jack had infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D., manipulated everyone, exposed himself, and thrown the entire Helicarrier into chaos.
For the first time in a long while, Maria Hill felt genuinely frustrated.
She hated losing control.
Yet now she was nothing more than a prisoner.
As the three women disappeared deeper into the corridor, Fury slowly struggled to his feet inside the damaged command center.
Pain shot through his ribs.
Every breath felt like a knife stabbing into his chest.
Still, he forced himself upright.
"It seems Loki's plan worked..."
His voice was low.
He staggered toward the doorway.
The Helicarrier trembled around him.
Warning alarms echoed through every corridor.
Smoke drifted through the ventilation system.
Chaos had fully erupted.
---
Meanwhile, Jack carried Natasha over his shoulder as he casually walked through the Helicarrier.
He looked completely relaxed.
As if he were taking an evening stroll rather than walking through a flying warship on the verge of disaster.
"It seems Loki's plan worked perfectly," Jack said with a grin.
Natasha struggled uselessly.
"You and Loki are working together, aren't you?"
"No."
Jack immediately shook his head.
"Don't misunderstand. We're both villains, sure, but cooperate with Loki? That fool isn't qualified."
Natasha snorted coldly.
"People like you are all the same. Wolves from the same den."
Jack laughed.
"I like watching you look so angry and helpless."
"Pervert."
"You've called me worse."
Natasha clenched her teeth.
Every second spent near Jack made her want to kill him even more.
Unfortunately, she knew she couldn't.
Not right now.
Jack casually slapped her backside.
Pa!
The sound echoed through the corridor.
Natasha's face instantly darkened.
"Jack!"
Her eyes practically burned with rage.
"I'll kill you!"
In a burst of anger, she leaned forward and bit into his shoulder.
Or at least she tried to.
"Ah!"
The next moment she cried out in pain.
It felt like she had bitten solid steel.
Her teeth hurt so badly she almost thought they had cracked.
Jack laughed loudly.
"Natasha, you really have no way to deal with me."
His voice carried absolute confidence.
"You are completely helpless."
Natasha glared at him.
"Someone like you will lose one day."
Jack shrugged.
"Interesting belief."
His expression became thoughtful.
"In novels, movies, and fairy tales, villains always lose in the end. Heroes win. Evil gets punished."
He smiled.
"But reality isn't a fairy tale."
"The strong survive."
"The weak create stories to comfort themselves."
Natasha remained silent.
She refused to give him the satisfaction of an argument.
Jack continued walking.
The Helicarrier shook again.
Somewhere in the distance, explosions thundered.
Smoke drifted through a damaged corridor.
S.H.I.E.L.D. agents rushed past carrying weapons and emergency equipment.
Everyone was busy trying to save the flying fortress.
Jack, meanwhile, looked like he was enjoying a sightseeing tour.
"Stop!"
A loud voice suddenly echoed ahead.
Jack looked up.
Agent Phil Coulson stood there.
Several armed S.H.I.E.L.D. agents surrounded him.
Their weapons were raised.
Every barrel pointed directly at Jack.
Natasha immediately shouted,
"Coulson, run! You're not his opponent!"
Coulson didn't move.
His eyes remained locked on Jack.
"Running isn't my job."
He raised his weapon.
"Jack. Put Natasha down."
Natasha smiled bitterly.
"That's Coulson."
"Doesn't know when to quit."
Jack tilted his head.
"I respect that."
Then he smiled.
"But respect won't save him."
Coulson's weapon fired.
Several agents followed immediately.
Red energy blasts streaked through the corridor.
These weren't normal weapons.
They were powered by Tesseract-derived technology.
The energy output was enough to destroy armored vehicles.
Jack's golden eyes flashed.
Invisible force spread outward.
The incoming blasts stopped in midair.
Every agent froze.
Even Coulson stared.
"How..."
The energy rounds hovered motionless before Jack.
Like insects trapped in amber.
Jack examined them.
"Interesting."
"Tesseract weapons really are powerful."
Then he smiled.
"Unfortunately, not powerful enough."
His eyes narrowed.
The suspended blasts suddenly reversed direction.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Screams erupted.
Several agents were struck instantly.
Bodies fell one after another.
The corridor became silent within seconds.
Only Coulson remained standing.
His face was pale.
He looked at his fallen agents.
Then back at Jack.
"Why didn't you kill me?"
Jack smiled.
"A lesson."
"I wanted you to watch them die first."
Coulson clenched his fists.
Natasha shouted desperately.
"Coulson! Move!"
But it was already too late.
The final energy blast shot forward.
It pierced straight through Coulson's body.
His eyes widened.
Blood spilled from his mouth.
The impact threw him backward.
He crashed against the floor.
"Colson!"
Natasha's voice echoed through the corridor.
For a brief moment, her usual calm facade cracked.
Jack simply glanced at the fallen agent.
Then continued walking.
As if nothing had happened.
"You killed Coulson."
Natasha's voice was ice cold.
Jack didn't even turn around.
"He tried to kill me."
"And failed."
Natasha stared at his back.
The hatred in her eyes deepened.
She didn't speak again.
But she silently engraved this moment into her memory.
One day.
Somehow.
She would make him pay.
---
Elsewhere on the Helicarrier's deck, Alice, Ada, and Maria Hill boarded a transport aircraft.
White Queen was already waiting inside.
"You took your time."
Ada rolled her eyes.
"You weren't exactly worried."
White Queen smiled.
Then her gaze landed on Hill.
"Commander Hill."
"It's nice to finally meet you properly."
Hill studied the young-looking girl carefully.
"Who are you?"
"White Queen."
The projection surrounding her shifted slightly.
Hill's eyes narrowed.
Recognition appeared.
"You're the researcher."
"Correct."
White Queen smiled proudly.
Hill exhaled slowly.
"So all of you were working for Jack."
"Not bad."
White Queen laughed.
"Your security is actually impressive."
"But unfortunately..."
"You were playing against me."
Hill said nothing.
She simply watched them.
Trying to gather information.
Trying to understand Jack's true objective.
White Queen suddenly smiled.
"Oh."
"I know what Jack is doing right now."
Ada looked interested.
"What?"
White Queen's eyes flickered with streams of data.
"He's carrying Natasha around the Helicarrier."
Ada laughed.
"That sounds exactly like him."
Alice shook her head helplessly.
"Poor Natasha."
At that exact moment, somewhere else aboard the damaged Helicarrier, Jack finally reached his destination.
Several figures stood ahead.
One of them wore green and gold armor.
A familiar smile appeared on Jack's face.
"Loki."
He greeted casually.
"Hello."
"It looks like you're having a good day."
The God of Mischief slowly turned around.
And smiled.