Game in Marvel-Chapter 135

Dressed in his signature long black coat, Fury walked in with his usual no-nonsense stride. His single eye scanned the room, pausing briefly on Triss and Keira before landing on Liam.

"Liam. I assume there is something to report since none of your colleagues have returned." Fury said.

"Nice to see you too, Fury." Liam replied.

Fury didn't take the bait. He merely raised an eyebrow, waiting.

"Fine. The short version? Tony's having the time of his life playing professor at the University of Oxenfurt. We got separated due to various reasons and also because of the political plot of the place we are in is kind of messed up... And me? I've been learning a few things from their world before coming back." Liam gave a very brief run down of what was going on and Fury listened and the more he listened, the more he felt that the place Liam was living in was filled with filth and the times of medieval ages.

Fury could only sigh at the end and turned his gaze to Triss and Keira.

"And them?" His tone was calm, but there was an unmistakable edge of scrutiny.

"Triss Merigold, Keira Metz. Powerful sorceresses. They're here to see how our world works." Fury's sharp eye flickered over them.

"And you trust them?" he asked flatly, not hiding and straight spoke up on their faces.

"If I didn't, they wouldn't be here," Liam replied without hesitation.

Triss and Keira exchanged glances. They had dealt with skepticism before.

"A pleasure," Triss said. "I take it you're some kind of authority figure here?"

"More than just some kind." Liam smirked before gesturing to Fury. "This is Nick Fury—director of S.H.I.E.L.D., a high-level security and intelligence organization. Think of them as the people who handle world-threatening situations."

"And by 'handle,' I assume you mean manipulate, control, and generally stick your nose where it doesn't belong?" Keria said.

"You're quick." Fury replied. Liam exhaled through his nose. He had expected Fury to be wary of Triss and Keira, but he was surprised by how blunt he was being. Fury was known for playing things close to the chest, not for putting his suspicions on full display like this.

"Director Fury, is it?" Triss spoke this time. "We are not here to cause trouble. We are here to learn about this world and to ensure that our own safety isn't compromised. I understand your skepticism, but we have no ill intentions."

Fury studied her for a moment before shifting his gaze back to Liam. "What do you mean by sorceresses when you introduced them?"

"They know magic." Liam replied.

"So, you went to another world and brought back two witches. And somehow, this is supposed to be fine?" Fury asked.

"Don't look at me. It was Steve and Natasha who planted that seed. Don't shoot the messenger." Liam replied, washing his hands off the topic.

"Noted," Fury could only sigh. Liam had spoken of the problems these women had faced and he could also understand why Steve would lay down the cards. He didn't mind the extra manpower, but anything related to multiverse was a dangerous territory and thus he would need to be extra careful. "Alright. For now, I'll let you all settle in. But don't think for a second that I'm not watching."

With those words Fury left. He had heard about their arrival the time they had stepped in and he wanted to step in much earlier. But seeing how these women only focused on shopping and Liam was having a family time, he wasn't going to be a party pooper. He needed to show that their world had their eyes on them, and that was enough.

Since Liam was back at the Stark Tower, he had finally decided to show up and also see who these travelers Liam had brought it without any heads up. Though Liam had said that they would be back to the other world soon, he had a feeling that the presence of these two exceptionally beautiful women wouldn't be missed by Earth in the future. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

He would need to make proper arrangements for them if they come back again. He could only sigh and look at the traffic as he was driving. The world was changing fast and their organization needed to keep up with the times.

"He's charming," Keira muttered sarcastically, after Fury left.

"At least he's straightforward." Triss mentioned. "What happened to his eye?"

"Yeah, that was... more direct than usual," Liam admitted. "That is a long story."

As Liam processed Fury's departure, sparks of golden energy whirled in the air, forming a circular portal near the center of the lounge.

Before Liam could react, Triss and Keira's expressions twisted into shock and immediate hostility. Their instincts flared as they sensed the presence stepping through—the sheer weight of its power was suffocating, but what made their blood run cold was the taint within it.

Dark. Corrupt. Foul.

Before the figure had fully stepped through, both sorceresses moved on instinct. Triss' hands burned with flames while Keira flicked her wrist, conjuring crackling magical energy ready to strike. They didn't hesitate—they attacked.

A fiery bolt and a concentrated burst of arcane magic shot forward.

"STOP!" Liam shouted, as he had foreseen the attack and raised his hands and threw a shot of Bifrost laden shot at the attack of Triss and Keira's assault.

The figure that had stepped through remained unscathed.

"What the hell are you doing?" Liam hissed.

"You don't sense that?" Triss shot back. "That power—it's wrong. Corrupted."

"It's evil," Keira reinforced. Liam turned back to the newcomer, who looked entirely unbothered by the sudden hostility.

"I see I've made quite the impression," the Ancient One said smoothly.

"Yeah." Liam muttered. "Stand down. She's not the enemy."

The sorceresses hesitated, their instincts screaming otherwise. But they trusted Liam enough to at least wait. Their magic dimmed, but their bodies remained tense.

"She reeks of dark magic," Keira whispered.

"Fascinating. I wonder, do your people always strike before understanding?" the Ancient One said.

"We understand enough," Triss shot back. "No good magic feels like that."

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