New York.
Inside a convenience store in the suburbs of West Street.
"Ding~"
Jino pushed open the door with a bell hanging from it.
He held a hamburger in his hand.
Pulling back the greaseproof wrapper, Jino had just brought the cheeseburger to his mouth.
"Ah!"
"God!"
People on the distant street screamed as if they had gone mad, like sheep in a pen startled by firecrackers.
"No, why is everyone running?"
Jino took a bite of the cheeseburger, savoring the juicy meat as he narrowed his eyes and let his gaze see through his surroundings.
His eyes passed through the skyscrapers and over the crowded streets.
Soon, his godlike gaze caught the scene several kilometers away.
Two green giants were constantly swinging their fists at each other, every blow causing enormous damage to the surrounding buildings.
Brick walls shattered, and streetlights twisted.
As the two monsters fought, America's residents, alert to everything around them, had noticed something was wrong early on and fled toward the outskirts.
The panic Jino had seen earlier had come from this. After all, Americans ranked first in the world when it came to running for their lives, and within America, New Yorkers were the best at it.
"Mr. Jino."
As Jino watched the two behemoths fight and finished the last shred of lettuce in his mouth, a deep voice sounded behind him.
"Why are you everywhere, Fury?"
Jino turned his head helplessly and stared at the S.H.I.E.L.D. director, who had landed behind him by helicopter not long ago.
Nick Fury was still dressed in a black coat. He stared at the two giants fighting in the distance with a complicated expression. "They're wreaking havoc in New York City. A lot of people will get hurt."
"And where did these two things even come from?"