While the current soul that was trapped within the metallic armor. It uses the former to speak.
"Ah unlike my fellow Asgardian brothers and sisters I assure you I'm more then able to take you on myself!"
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"Everyone needs a sidekick and Joker, is someone who is willing to do the hard part and that's killing.
But unfortunately I've come here to take you back to Earth-3."
The soul currently trapped within the armor couldn't answer but instead it was the rager of the armor that did.
"I live and Odin safe guard me to protect this realm but it seems someone else is currently giving me orders to destroy all Asgardians. But you are just a lackey!"
“𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 is not your realm.. and I know it is not of Odin to bring you out onto this world, especially like this.”
The Korbinite stood his own ground, putting on his helmet.
“So, unless there is a good reason for it—this is your final warning, return to Asgard.”
The Destroyer would ball its fists debating on either using his disintegrating beam or using the many abilities it was blessed with by Odin, himself.
Now letting steam exit from its fingertips the armor was ready for combat.
“You are a fool to think of this champion as otherwise.. and at that, a champion of 𝐀𝐬𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝. Before you touch any asgardian in this realm, I will put a hole in you as I did for Surtur, but for your scrap of magic. It’d need only one ..”
Taking out his polycarbon axe.