Odin and Kyle

Too fast.

Everything had happened too fast.

By the time everyone present reacted, Kaecilius was already sprawled on the ground, a hole melted through his chest by golden flames. Even with the power of the Dark Dimension in his body, he was dead beyond doubt.

Kyle stepped past Kaecilius, blew out the flickering golden flame on his index finger, and glanced at the two Dark Mages beside him.

Like mice that had seen a cat, the two Dark Mages trembled in terror. Before Kyle, they did not even dare entertain the slightest thought of fleeing. Because doing so would only make them die faster and more miserably!

The two Dark Mages obeyed their instincts and dropped to their knees, pressing their lowered heads against the filthy ground.

They feared death—feared it immensely. Otherwise, they would not have fallen into the Dark Dimension. And Kyle was practically the embodiment of death itself.

"How to deal with them is up to you." Kyle withdrew his gaze from the two Dark Mages and looked toward Strange and the others ahead.

"Yes, Mr. Kyle." Wong was the first to react. He walked toward the two kneeling Dark Mages, intending to capture them alive and bring them back to the New York Sanctum, to give the injured and fallen sorcerers an explanation.

"Mr. Kyle." Strange looked at Kyle as he approached and said with difficulty, "Master Gu Yi, she..."

"I know." Kyle came over and patted Strange on the shoulder. "She entrusted everything to you. As for how you walk the road ahead, that is for you to decide. But for Earth now, even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up."

As soon as Kyle finished speaking, Twin Star Energy surged from his body again. He transformed into a dazzling meteor and sped away