The two of them worked on the suit for some hours before Tony heard a commotion upstairs. He glanced at Clint before throwing his things done and sprinting out of the room. Unlike Clint, he knew exactly what Natasha was going up against. Sure, she was good but the woman was Asgardian. He got to the main room with all of the others to see Natasha battered and bloodied being propped up against Bruce, saying something quietly. She looked at Tony and spoke, "Sorry.... I think she followed," they was a crash and clatter, which affirmed Natasha's fears. She looked at them all and started to stand, "Leave... now."
Bruce shook his head, "Natasha, you came here because you couldn't take her on."
"And I won't be able to if she gets into your heads," She looked at Clint sadly, "I'm sorry...."
Tony grabbed Clint's arm, "Come on," he dragged him back down the stairs and into his workshop. The captain followed, "We can't leave her to fight the Asgard alone while she's injured!"
Tony groaned, "You idiot," He looked at Clint before he locked up the workshop, "Loki."
Bruce shook his head, "Natasha, you came here because you couldn't take her on."
"And I won't be able to if she gets into your heads," She looked at Clint sadly, "I'm sorry...."
Tony grabbed Clint's arm, "Come on," he dragged him back down the stairs and into his workshop. The captain followed, "We can't leave her to fight the Asgard alone while she's injured!"
Tony groaned, "You idiot," He looked at Clint before he locked up the workshop, "Loki."