S.H.I.E.L.D.
Tri-Wing Building.
Inside the conference room, Nick Fury sat with his eyes narrowed, resting with them closed. He had been overworked lately, sleeping less than three hours a day. Although various drugs and technologies had tuned and improved his body to its peak condition, that did not mean he could not feel tired.
He had even come up with various Machine Clones to help handle complicated and tedious affairs, while he himself only participated in matters requiring decisions. Even so, the sheer volume of filtered reports still gave him a headache. Especially The Grand Project recently.
Two hazy beams of light spread through the conference room, and several people stepped out from an aurora-like Light Screen.
Luke, dressed simply, arrived alone.
On the other side stood Loki, clad in Antler-like Golden Armor and carrying a Scepter. Beside him was a somewhat haggard-looking Norman Osborn.
Sensing the arrivals, Nick opened his eyes and rose from his seat. This time, he was merely acting as an intermediary and providing a place for discussion, so after a brief greeting, he said nothing more.
"It's been this long. You should have an answer by now. Tell me what happened." Luke pulled out a chair and sat down, looking across at Loki.
"What do you want to know?" Loki transformed his armor into ordinary clothes and sat down as well. His expression was equally unpleasant. At this critical juncture of conquering other universes, trouble had arisen within the Time Variance Authority under his management. It was undoubtedly a slap in the face. He could already imagine the tone and expression his ill-tempered Sister would use to mock him after hearing the news.
Honestly, he really did not want to see that happen.
Although it was not the main base that had been attacked, perhaps