((Ahaha yes all accepted!
This is like a thing now
Archer Squad))
Clint's expression grew into one of terror. That's right! Who knew what this was? Was it a HYDRA base, with the rogue agency trying to take in members and brainwash them? "You're right! Follow my lead, this could get messy if it's what I think it is-" out of habit, he clicked his earpiece. "Hawkeye to Shield base. Closing in on an unidentified target, Black Widow is with-" he paused, remembering that his earpiece was no functioning, and the Russian Assassin was not his backup. Turning back towards Greenleaf, Clint nodded his head, for him to walk forward. Hopefully, he understood the spy like lingo. Walking slowly, he heard the footsteps even closer of Oliver. Aiming around the spot, he let his arrow fly. It cause a large explosion, multiple trees going up in flames. "Come on out! Two against one!" He shouted, looking at the trees. The exploding arrow was not supposed to light that many trees on fire. Oops. So much for preserving nature.
Loki scoffed. "I'm an impostor! How could you falsely accuse one like that! I should have you locked on Jotunheim for that! Let you fend for yourself against the frost giants. The brutes, they'd tear you the pieces. Might have wished I killed you instead!" He slammed his staff in anger. "You don't need manners to rule a kingdom! Just strength, and smarts. I don't doubt that you lack the brains, and your scrawny 'vessel' provides about no muscle. So I'd say I'm the more likely god here, imbecile," throw out whatever insults he could think of. Moments like this was when the mischief maker wished he had Stark with him, only to give him good comebacks to say.
Helga chuckled, going on to speak in a surprisingly less hostile tone to the creature. "Whelp, little fellow, if you don't want to be shot, take my advice. Don't be stupid and talk while I'm conversating with your owner here, mmkay?" She asked, eyes resting back on to Deryn, whom wasn't persuaded by their discovery of the lost empire. "Milo stayed in Atlantis, and made the others promise never to tell outsiders about it, so the place's culture wouldn't be destroyed by greedy trespassers. For having an ancient culture, they stay hidden pretty well," Sinclair had to admit, the Atlaticians weren't stupid, just annoying at many times.
Kron nodded. "It's good enough for me, besides, it's easier to remember than a name." Not like names mattered to him, unless they could somehow benefit him, or they were his enemy. Bruton, remembered because of their partnership and friendship. Neera, his sister. Aladar, his enemy. That brachiosaurus Aladar tried helping? Heh, no clue. Not like the iguanodon cared anyways, she was slowing down the herd. Along with the ankylosaurus and styracosaurus. "Seen any other dinosaurs on this island?!"