When it came to just how much of a crisis sense superheroes and Mutants had, and what kind of rapid on-the-spot reactions they had honed through all manner of disasters, one only had to look at them now.
There had clearly been no warning at all, and most of them had been sunk into the comfort of the hot springs. But the moment Matt let out that roar, everyone shot up with a whoosh. They did not even care that their upper bodies were bare; some even lost the towels wrapped around their lower halves and bolted outside in a frantic rush.
It was the complete opposite of those scenes in disaster movies where someone gave a warning and everyone stood there frozen as if scared stupid. Every superhero and Mutant moved as if they had drilled this countless times, executing a perfect heroic exit at the same speed with which they had made their entrance. There was only a rapid swish, swish, swish, swish, and in an instant, the people in the sinkhole had cleared out completely.
Stark might not have fully recovered from his illness, but his reaction was absurdly fast. Before Matt's voice had even faded, his armor instantly deployed, Steve in his left hand and Bucky in his right. As they passed Natasha, Bucky tugged Natasha along, and Natasha reached out and grabbed Schiller. Schiller was worried about Matt, so he dragged him along too. The people from the Central Universe flew straight out of the sinkhole like skewered candied hawthorn.
The Main Universe Avengers were not bad either. Iron Man scooped up Spider-Man, Spider-Man used webbing to stick to Captain America, Doctor Strange pulled Black Widow and Banner along, and the God of Thunder carried Hawkeye and made a huge leap. The only small flaw