Schiller stood in the clinic doorway, watching Wanda's furious retreating back. When he turned around, Loki happened to roll his eyes at him. Fiddling with the cup in his hand, Loki said, "When you're a psychologist, you talk everyone out of becoming superheroes. When you're a superhero, you talk everyone into becoming superheroes. Is that your career plan?"
"Don't talk nonsense. I'm planning to go do something a superhero ought to do."
"What?"
"Pay Roxxon a visit tonight."
At night in New York, the city lights shone far brighter than the moon. Manhattan's lights carried a distinctive chill and arrogance, perfectly embodying the city's unapproachable indifference.
Every major corporation needed its own tower here, not because they liked Manhattan's traffic or scenery, but simply to prove that they had a place in the world. Roxxon Energy Corporation was no exception.
If Stark Industries Tower was the undisputed masterpiece on Manhattan's skyline beneath blue skies and white clouds, then Roxxon Energy Industrial Tower was an indispensable sight in Manhattan's nighttime panorama.
The top thirty floors of Roxxon Energy Industrial Tower floated high in the sky. This was an absolute no-fly zone. No aircraft could approach this aerial fortress; not even Nick's Helicarrier would ever route its flight path through here.
This was Dario Agger's kingdom. Pushing toward the very limits of the sky was merely meant to tell the ordinary people on the ground that a king's authority could not be questioned.
But no matter how high the kingdom's fortress stood, it could never rise above the moon hanging in the heavens. A beam of moonlight silently fell upon the aerial fortress's summit, triggering no response from the energy-monitoring equipment, while the cameras captured nothing at all.
Without encountering any obstruction, Schiller passed through the glass on that moonbeam and entered