She watches contently as Thor begins to thread to the remaining survivors, checking for any serious injuries. Amongst those who remain are Steve and Natasha. Instinctively, they all begin to do the same as Thor, tending to any serious issues. For the most part people were just confused, the occasional bleeding wound. That’s where Juniper came in. Her healing powers were sufficient enough to heal up all of the major injuries that people presented with.
“Okay, I think that is all the injured.” She says, wiping her hands off on her black jeans.
Once again, she watches as the Asgardian prince asks everyone if they are okay, much sincerity laced in his voice. It came naturally to him, probably from the manner in which he was raised.
Thor helped where he could, helping get everyone inside the compound to assess the number of casualties. When night fell, everyone was given quarters and Thor found his way to the roof, where he sat on the edge and stared out at the land, eyes glancing up at the sky as well. The toll had been vast and he hoped he could find the strength to continue the fight where he and his brother had left off. “Father…mother…Loki…” he said, staring at the sky. “Give me strength from Valhalla, there is still another battle to fight.”
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