A mysterious, ancient-looking gate appeared in Washington, D.C., sometime in the 21st century.
From the gate poured out monsters, knights from medieval Europe, and other fantasy-like beings, and they began a systematic slaughter of the citizens of t...
As Hardy graciously levitated in the air, the team looked on in awe and wonder, their minds racing with questions and curiosity.
'So this is Hardy...' Mike thought to himself, his eyes fixed on the goddess of the underworld, while the rest of the team gazed up at her in amazement.
Descending gracefully, Hardy floated to the ground and came face to face with the rest of the team.
She scanned each member, her eyes taking in their presence, before her body began to transform.
Slowly, her divine form shifted into that of a regular human being, although she still retained the majestic appearance of her goddess form.
She now stood before them, the same size as a typical human.
"Follow me," she said, her voice carrying an air of authority and mystique, as she led them to another room.
The team entered a different chamber, and their eyes widened at the sight before them.
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The room was adorned with beautiful decorations, intricate paintings, and an array of historical artifacts that showcased the rich history of the massive continent of Falmart.
It was a mesmerizing space that captured the essence of the land.
Taking her seat at a table, Hardy sipped her tea delicately, while the rest of the team regarded her with a mix of suspicion and intrigue.
The Falmartians, though puzzled by the presence of the goddess of the underworld, maintained their composure and proper posture in her presence.
The Marines, media crew, and researchers observed in a state of wonder, awe, and suspicion, with the Marines particularly on guard.
Growing impatient, Mike decided to address Hardy directly.
"I'd like to get down to business now, Madame Hardy," Mike spoke seriously, his tone indicating a sense of urgency.
"I can see that," she replied, her lips curling into a mischievous smile.
This only deepened the Marines' suspicion, as they scrutinized her every move.
Hardy gracefully refilled her tea before she began to speak, her voice carrying an air of wisdom and knowledge.
"The Gate," she said, capturing the team's attention.
They raised their eyebrows in curiosity, waiting for her to elaborate.
"How do you all perceive it?" she inquired, her gaze shifting from one team member to another.
