Chthon, I'm Here to Negotiate!

Peter Parker, we hope you understand what you have done.

When he heard those words, Peter had just woken up in the Sanctum Sanctorum. That arrow had put far too much strain on his body; after seeing Hell's Border's sky return to normal, he had lost consciousness. When he woke up and had just sat up, he heard a familiar voice.

"Oh, you're awake. The problem isn't completely resolved yet... but it probably is. So you should be able to get some proper rest now."

Unfortunately, the one watching over his bedside was not some girl, but Iron Fist Daniel Rand. Peter sat up and realized he was still wearing his Spider-Man suit.

"How long was I unconscious?"

"Only three hours, actually. Not long."

Peter rubbed his head, thinking. "What about Belasco? Has he been dealt with?"

Iron Fist said the battle was still ongoing, but Chthon had already withdrawn from Hell's Border, and Belasco had lost all his spells. He had even injured himself earlier by using his own weapon against himself. Now, he was running around like a stray dog.

As for Illyana's own demon-child form, it had fled after that sword strike, though it definitely had not left Hell's Border.

After hearing the current situation, Peter thought it over and still found it strange.

They had stacked a pile of buffs using Chthon's essential power, then shot Chthon with an arrow, and that was it? No matter how he looked at it, it was unbelievable. Peter did not know what that arrow truly represented, but Strange had never told anyone about Chthon's descent, nor had he told anyone anything else related to it. If plotting against Chthon from the very beginning had been Strange's plan, then he had kept the entire team in the dark.

And he