When everyone returned to the Avengers Compound in 2019, Scott and the others still looked dazed.
It wasn't that they hadn't seen their share of things. What they had just experienced simply defied all reason. Even someone as worldly as Tony Stark hadn't recovered, let alone the others.
"Did everyone succeed?"
The people responsible for retrieving the other stones had returned as well, and they soon noticed the two strangers, Kraft and the Ancient One.
"Huh? Who are they?"
"Hm? God of Hammers?"
One of the fat men caught Kraft's attention. Once he confirmed who the man was, he couldn't help clutching his stomach and bursting into laughter.
"Hahahahaha! What happened to you? Did the God of Hammers change classes and become the God of Fat?"
Kraft didn't have a particularly good opinion of Thor, so naturally, he wasn't about to pass up a chance to mock him.
However, this world's Thor seemed much less hot-tempered. Faced with Kraft's ridicule, he merely frowned instead of shouting as he usually did.
"Um... let me make the introductions first."
Bruce Banner tugged gently on Kraft and stepped forward to smooth things over.
Since Thor wasn't taking the bait, Kraft didn't keep needling him. He shrugged and stepped aside, then began looking over the others present.
There was little to say about the Avengers themselves; Kraft had met them all. He had also met Rocket Raccoon and Groot, though this world's Groot was much smaller and looked like a teenager.
Finally, there was the blue cyborg woman, whom Kraft vaguely remembered.
"She was one of Ronan's subordinates. I saw her aboard the Dark Aster."
Angela reminded him through his earpiece.
This world's Avengers certainly had an eclectic lineup.
Kraft pursed his lips and paid Nebula no further mind.
Even when Dr. Banner later