"Ancient One!!!!"
Black liquid flowed down the wall beneath Kaecilius's feet. Dense dark mist poured from Kaecilius's silent corpse, rapidly forming a dark head. Dormammu seemed to struggle out from the boundary of his dimension, as though breaking through a sheet of plastic wrap, his booming voice rolling forth.
Behind him, surging energy from the Dark Dimension rose like a tidal tsunami. Within this space, an icy chill spread as the aura of darkness permeated everything.
"Dormammu." Ancient One frowned slightly, her gaze grave as she used her left hand to support her shattered and dislocated right arm.
"Your time of death has come. The gates of the Dark Dimension have opened for you!" The head formed of Dormammu's dark mist grew larger and more solid, his majestic voice resounding.
Behind him, tsunami-like waves of darkness churned violently. A giant hand of dark flames struggled savagely through a layer of membrane and stretched out, reaching for Ancient One as though to cover the sky.
The fingertips of the giant dark flame hand were sharp, black fire burning across its palm. It looked terrifying and grotesque. A presence that scorched the heart and lungs while sending a damp chill painful enough to ache through the joints instantly spread before Ancient One, intending to seize her in one grasp.
"Don't you want to resolve the curse?" Ancient One asked calmly.
Dormammu's giant dark flame hand halted directly before Ancient One. Its abrupt stop whipped up a tremendous gale, along with that scorching, damply frigid aura that corroded toward her body head-on.
She stood firm amid the darkness, her robes snapping in the wind as she faced Dormammu's halted hand of dark flames.
"Damn it! This is all your fault!"
Dormammu suddenly flew into a rage. The great ruler of the Dark Dimension,