After a chaotic scene, the four unfortunate people managed to escape at the last second. They lay on the ground, looking at each other with dusty faces. In front of them was a new problem: a lift shaft almost a hundred meters high! Kurohane's attack destroyed the sonic weapon, but also cut off the lift's power.
Walker felt this was his time to shine. "Get out of the way, I'll show you what Captain America would do!" He stepped on the lift's roof and jumped into the dark shaft.
"Walker, I think you're overconfident. This lift shaft..." before Yelena could finish, Walker fell back down with a scream.
"Ouch... my back..." He lay on the ground. Fortunately, his replica shield helped him.
When Walker fell, Yelena protected Bob behind her. She really listened to Kurohane's words. More than just a potential stock, Yelena saw her old self in Bob—the self that was trained in the Red Room to kill her classmates.
She knew Bob was sincere. The ability to manipulate one's own memories was only possessed by the Scarlet Witch, Wanda. After making sure Bob was okay, Yelena helped Walker up.
"By the way, can any of us fly?" Yelena asked.
"Obviously, no."
"God help... we four are really stupid!"
"Hey guys, I have a pretty good idea!" Bob emerged from behind Yelena, his hand raised like a school kid.
Kurohane was hiding in the Heaven Dimension, watching the four unfortunate people. They used Bob's idea: stand back to back and climb the lift shaft wall by pushing with their feet.
The method worked, but they forgot to think about something else: how to get in once they reached the top? If one person let go of their foot, the others would all fall!
And Kurohane knew why they didn't think about it: they didn't stop talking. They climbed for half an hour and spent another half hour arguing! Sometimes complaining that Ava's butt was too hard, sometimes complaining that Bob's power was just for inspiration. They also complained about how bad Walker's quality was compared to Sam's.
"Hahahaha, I never imagined this scene," Kurohane laughed. "These four are too unlucky! If they knew about the tools I left behind, including ropes and a bow and arrow, they would still climb in that abstract posture! It seems death is also a relief for you, right, Antonia?"
Kurohane sat on a bench made of divine energy. Beside him, the Taskmaster rescued by Kurohane stood. With Kurohane's help, she used divine energy to reform her body. All the scars on her face were gone. Kurohane's first rule for her was that she could no longer wear a mask.
Antonia was a beautiful Russian woman.
"My Lord, thank you for your grace. I am willing to give you everything." Antonia knelt. Kurohane not only resurrected her, but also used the Phoenix power to erase her past pain. The memories weren't gone, but they were now like a movie she watched—becoming a treasure, but no longer causing pain.
"It's okay, Urd and the others call me that too," Kurohane said. "But you can't kneel anymore. I don't like it." He prepared a bench for Antonia. "What do you want to do? Stay in the Heaven Dimension with the Valkyries? Or return to your world and pursue a life you never had?"
"I listen to you. I will do whatever you command," Antonia replied.
"That's not a command, it's a suggestion."