Whenever Noah sensed that something was off, something was bound to happen. He had long since gotten used to that.
This time was no exception. Although Noah did not know exactly what kind of crap was about to happen, that did not stop him from making every preparation in advance.
Only with sufficient preparation could one face more unknown challenges, right?
Therefore, after Heimdall left, Noah planned to return to the London Sanctum. He had a great deal to do. Although the Supreme Council could handle many matters, he still needed to discuss the specific agenda with them and issue orders.
With that in mind, Noah planned to head back. Sometimes, he truly felt that he had terrible luck. He had only just returned, yet the Kree had gone mad. It really was not a good feeling.
Shaking his head, Noah opened a portal and prepared to leave. Before he could step through, however, Tony and Captain America, Steve, came up to him. Noah found that rather baffling. Did these two have some new idea again?
"Heading back already?" Tony blinked, then stated his thoughts outright. "Need help? Don't forget, I count as one of the mages too."
"Help?" Noah tilted his head, then looked at the rows of space carriers displayed there and fell into thought.
Tony's help would be more than welcome, but Noah was worried that this kid might pull the same sort of nonsense as the Tony from another universe—charging into danger first and dying a hero's death.
A living Tony was naturally far more important than a Tony who had "left behind a great spirit." Leaving everything else aside, that CPU-like brain of his was something one could only hope to find. Still, if he merely provided warships, that seemed like an excellent choice as