"At first, I had some doubts. Why was it such a coincidence that he was attacked right when T'Challa and I were on the phone? Unless someone wanted to draw us there," Stark said in a low voice.
"What was even more coincidental was that we arrived at the exact moment he made his move, then heard him shout 'Hydra.' No matter how stupid Hydra's people were, they were still a spy organization. No spy organization would send an Assassin to kill someone and then insist that the witnesses know who did it."
Steve frowned deeply as well. He said, "It does seem suspicious, but it could also be a coincidence. What puzzles me even more is that the difficulty of dealing with Hydra suddenly skyrocketed. That's even more suspicious."
"They're forcing us to unite, because if we gather together often, he can more easily stir up our emotions, turn us against each other, and eventually start a war."
At that, all the humans felt a chill run down their backs. Steve slowly closed his eyes, let out a breath, and leaned against the back of his chair as though all his strength had drained away. He said, "...Do you know how that world war began?"
Everyone fell silent. Clearly, it was not really a question. Anyone could make the connection. Even the causes written in textbooks looked very much like a conspiracy.
"There's still room for restraint in wars between ordinary people, but not in one between us. Once war begins, not only New York, but nations, continents, even the Earth itself could suffer devastating damage." Steve wore a sorrowful expression, clearly recalling something.
"The Hive... Hydra..." Stark partially closed his eyes, but the sliver that remained exposed gleamed sharply. Despite the exhaustion on his face, the light in