"Is she okay?" Strange and America saw the Scarlet Witch open her eyes and instantly rose to their feet as if facing a great enemy.
"Wasn't she hypnotized?" America asked nervously as she looked at Wanda.
"I told you, she willingly accepted the hypnosis. I can't make her remain trapped in that dream forever unless she doesn't want to wake up herself. And when she feels that she should be awake, she'll wake up," Wanda explained.
Then she looked at the Scarlet Witch, who was standing on the ground again. "Would you like to change into some casual clothes? You can wear mine. I keep several sets of new clothes here."
"No, I can..." The Scarlet Witch waved her hand. When she tried to use her power to change her clothes into something like Wanda's, she suddenly seemed to have forgotten something and stared blankly at her palm.
"Don't think about it. Before your mental state returns to normal, using that power isn't a good thing. At the very least, it would seriously affect your recovery." Seeing the Scarlet Witch's confusion and embarrassment, Wanda stood up, walked over, and tried to comfort her.
"You took away my power? Made me forget it?" The Scarlet Witch looked at Wanda in shock. In the past, twisting people's wills, making them lose memories, or implanting certain memories had always been her specialty. Yet today, she had experienced that kind of control herself.
"That isn't quite accurate. That power can't be forgotten or taken away so easily. You only need a few reminders to sense it again soon, so I added another layer of insurance." Wanda's fingers, wrapped in Scarlet Energy, lightly touched the Scarlet Witch's body. As her power activated, the Scarlet Witch's red battle robe was swiftly covered by a layer of