"I can only go so far, mostly an ever-changing cocktail of drugs. And the Moonstone might afford me some protection, but you're going to have the be the powerhouse on that one. " She follwed his pulled and considered. For a replacement Director, she was regrettably competent. And she had a pet out of Captain America so a physical assault would good poorly. Attacking her as the Director would have to do, someone out there had to hate her being in the big chair.
"You mean an actual god?" she asked and snorted. "He's made to fight, no way to take him out or subvert him. He's amoral, though, technically more about the killing frenzy than strategy. It'd be easier just to pay him a lot to work on our side. Hope he doesn't suddenly sprout a conscious."