The Wrath of the Celestials
SHIELD Helicarrier
Alastir landed softly on the Helicarrier, floating himself into the bridge of the Helicarrier, where repairs had already started to take place, Alastir did make a decent mess aboard the Helicarrier, but it wasn't that bad at all. Alastir set his eyes on Director Nick Fury, he was understandably angry with the Earthlings for destroying such a prized planet like Sigma Galli Prime, but from what Spera informed him, Fury was not responsible for ordering Sigma Galli Prime's destruction, that much was sure "Such a shame, I guess I can't kill him after all." Alastir pondered with a small smirk on his face. Alastir shoved both Kazuko and Asumar aside, his darkened figure towering above Fury, his very presence demanding respect "Sorry for causing such a fuss aboard the Helicarrier, but when a planet that takes the energies of an entire Group of Celestials to create is destroyed, I reserve the right to get angry, I know that you're not responsible for ordering Sigma's destruction, and I want to know who was responsible for such an action." Alastir said in a dark voice, he was going down to business almost immediately.
Spera watched with mild entertainment on his face as Alastir sounded serious, he looked as if he was ready to pop a blood vessel if he wasn't careful, to others, Alastir would seem like he was calm, this was not the case right now, Alastir was holding his rage back, because if he were to let it loose, all sorts of rationality that he had would just as easily disappear within a moments notice "Seems like it was just yesterday that I was forced to fight him, oh wait a minute..." Spera chuckled as he put his hand up to his face "I think I'm beginning to go mad, I nearly forgot that we were fighting against each other a few hours earlier."