"Now that there's a chance to save him, are you sure you won't go?"
"I'm sure." Aaron waved a hand impatiently. "There's no need to persuade me like this. You only want to bring me along because you aren't confident enough to deal with Thanos."
"But in reality, the problem isn't that complicated."
"What do you mean?"
"Do you think Thanos is still in the condition he was in when he first came to Earth?" Aaron said pointedly. "Thor chopped him head-on with an axe, nearly splitting his chest open.
Bucky blasted him with a cannon, nearly burning away half his body.
Then there was the snap with the Infinity Gauntlet that wiped out half the life in the universe. With his power just below that of a Celestial Father, forcing the laws of the universe to move..."
"Tsk, tsk!" Aaron clicked his tongue and slowly held up two fingers. "Gravely wounded and on the brink of death, crippled and miserable—that's Thanos's current state.
He probably spends more than half of every twenty-four hours lying in bed, and has to struggle just to survive the rest of the time."
"It may sound exaggerated, but I can responsibly tell all of you that he can fight Steve to a draw at most.
In other words, his combat ability isn't even a tenth of what it was before—perhaps not even one percent."
Steve's cheek twitched slightly. "I feel insulted."
"If that's the case, then this will be much easier." Rhodey mused. "But he still has all six Infinity Stones."
"He won't have a chance to use them."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because... I'm a Seer." Aaron said half-jokingly. "My accuracy has been verified. You can trust it."
"Get yourselves ready!" Tony looked at the planet projected before them. "The longer we