He took the first shot of the battle taking the head off with and explosive round. "My love!" he called out to her tossing her arm bands that covered her fingers. When she flexed them they would show brass knuckles made of the metal from his own home world.
Tridents and Atlanitan runes all covered the surface of it as the battle began. The pale creatures all snarled...the little the Namora knew was taken seriously by marvel and his troops. one Kree fell victim and he ages...to death...all the years taken from him.