"Fuck," said Scott, "I'm hit,".
"Where?," asked Stefano in alarm, "I'm coming over to you,".
"No, don't, it's just my shoulder," replied Scott, looking towards Jacoby Fischl who was smirking at him, "That filthy little Mudblood shot me,".
He looked at his wound and saw that it was quite deep and noticed a shadow closing on to him. Jacoby towering on him, his gun raised at Scott's head, but before he could pull the trigger, a bullet had penetrated his head and he went still for a second before falling dead in front of Scott.
"Captain Marvel rescuing Loki," said Denver, "What a dream,".
"Thanks Danvers," said Scott.
"Anytime, Loki," chuckled Denver, as he aimed his rifle from above the roof of a mall towards their enemy.
