Early the next morning, Wanda and Strange arrived at the London Sanctum together. They had come very early; even though the sun had only just risen, it did nothing to dampen their enthusiasm.
It had been a long time—a very long time—since they had returned to this place.
Although the memories this place had given them were not as sweet as they might have imagined, whether it was Strange or Wanda, the London Sanctum was where their lives had changed, while Noah was the person who had changed them.
The two exchanged a glance, but neither spoke. Though they were both Noah's apprentices, they were not actually familiar with one another.
In truth, Strange and Wanda were both somewhat puzzled. What exactly had Noah called them here for this time? Or rather, what was he going to teach them now?
Noah had taught them quite a lot. Although the "greatest wizard in the British magical world" sometimes seemed rather unreliable, they both held immense respect for this unusually young Archmage.
At the same time, they were somewhat excited, because they would probably have something new to learn this time.
Recently, both Wanda and Strange had been working as exorcists, but what they did had gone somewhat beyond the usual scope of an exorcist's work.
No matter how difficult an opponent was, they would try to handle them. The only difference was that Wanda did so under someone's protection, while Strange truly did it alone.
As a result, Strange looked somewhat miserable—there were quite a few scars on his face, clearly from having been beaten badly.
"Hello." Perhaps feeling that the wait had gone on too long, Strange turned to glance at Wanda before speaking. "My name is—"
"I know who you are. You aren't the mentor's only apprentice, but you