"Ancient One! Thief who stole the power of darkness."
Doomammu's grand voice rolled forth with the hazy black mist filling the space, carrying sound waves like a violent, damp chill of nature sweeping over everyone, blowing their hair backward.
"?" Baron Mordo frowned in confusion at Dormammu's words. But seeing Ancient One's calm, unresponsive expression, he merely found it strange and did not dwell on it.
Stephen Strange, on the other hand, looked grim. He immediately sent two sorcerers to He-El's location to help S.H.I.E.L.D. and He-El's group dispel the corrosive chill brought by the Dark Energy. Then, with a stern and worried expression, he said to Ancient One:
"We must drive Dormammu back. He will corrupt people's hearts!"
Stephen Strange swiftly cut off the thoughts of the many sorcerers and Baron Mordo, preventing Kamar-Taj's sorcerers from thinking too deeply about it.
Stephen Strange did not want to lose Ancient One. He also hoped to save her and change the future of her death.
Stephen Strange knew that Ancient One had drawn upon Dark Energy to extend her life. In his dreams, he had once been shocked that she would do the same thing as Kaecilius, the disciple who had fallen into darkness, daring to draw Dark Energy from the Dark Dimension.
Later, he learned that what Kaecilius did was not drawing upon Dark Energy. He had walked into the tiger's jaws, sacrificed himself, begged, fallen into darkness, and would ultimately be devoured by the Dark Dimension and merge with it.
It was vastly different from what Ancient One had done.
Ancient One was someone who resisted Dormammu and left him helpless. Not once had she ever been controlled by Dormammu.
On the contrary, Stephen Strange felt that if someone like Ancient One became the ruler of the Dark Dimension,