Natasha emerged from the stairs with a tired look on her face.
Clearly, straining herself after the incident that occurred not too long ago wasn't exactly a smart choice.
Unfortunately, she saw no other way to go about this.
And in a strange, convoluted way, she saw this as an opportunity to prove herself.
During BoneHaven destruction, she'd done nothing but remain unconscious, leaving the city she swore to protect to fend for itself.
Sure she was too weak to make an impact but still… that moment of weakness gnawed at her like an annoyance that wouldn't go away.
Adding to her… past, Natasha sought to find a way, any means to prove herself, and this… suicide mission she was about to undertake was the first step.
Thinking back to those who had died during the destruction and those who died during the emergence of the Whisperers, she felt that she owed them this much.
