The Avengers were discussing tactics for keeping Sanguine out when the door burst open. Standing there was a skeleton pointing a revolver. Clint whimpered, it was too much- he needed to retire.
"Skulduggery?" Valkyrie said, then hugging him. All, stared in disbelief.
This 'Skulduggery' looked shocked that he had been hugged.
"Val, we need to go," the Skeleton said, so now it talks.
"Skul, we can't, Sanguine is working with Loki- a mad God- and they're trying to summon Darquesse."
Then the skeleton dragged Valkyrie away into a corner, Valkyrie talking fast.
"Excuse me sir? Who are you?" Steve said.
The skeleton made eye contact- well eye-socket contact- and tilted his head.
"I am Skulduggery Pleasant, prime detective of the Irish Sanctuary," he scanned the faces in front of him. "I know who you all are thanks to Valkyrie here, and it appears I was misinformed."
"About what Mr Pleasant?"
"You bringing Valkyrie here intentionally."
"I assure you that isn't what happened."
"I know that, I literally just said that- bit slow, aren't we?" Steve blushed at the condescending tone.
Valkyrie kicked him, and when Skulduggery looked she glared at him.
"Who told you it was intentional?"
"Flint Merit, he was the shunter under the man with golden eyes- it all makes sense!"
Natasha's phone beeped, she pulled it out and turned sheet white at the message on screen.
"Loki's out, they found cracks in his cell."
"Sanguine," said the detective and Cain in unison.
"Do you have a location?" Steve asked.
"Yes, the warehouse with the murder,"
"Suit up," Steve ordered.