Haunted Wood Hello, inferior evil beings

why is their relationship somehow wholesome, sobs

Her sentiment earned a rare, warm smile that didn't fit on his ragged, angular face. I have. I appreciate it. Black Hat loathed to even imagine the possibility of failure, but even he wasn't egotistical enough to discount it as a possibility. Having someplace he could return to was a welcome sense of security.

In typical Hela fashion, she spun on her heel without another word and marched away. He lightly shook his head before departing, himself. There were a few people he wished to speak to before he went on his way.