"Damn—"
Frank was left somewhat dazed by the Tesseract's blow.
"Sir, the armor has sustained heavy damage. Psychic Energy is entering a downtime period."
"You don't need to tell me..."
Smack!
Frank needed time to recover, but his opponent would not give him that chance. Crimson tentacles bound his limbs, the magic within them immobilizing him and weakening the Psychic Energy in his armor.
"How about that—Osborn?"
Seeing Frank restrained, Doom released the Tesseract. Much of the armor on his hands had been melted away by the immense energy released by the Tesseract. If not for the magic protecting his hands, he would probably have been crippled by now.
With a wave of his hand, Ancient One sent a golden ring flying toward Frank's neck. Yet even with the Excalibur armor's energy greatly suppressed, the Alloys it was made from were the ultimate shield capable of resisting both magical and scientific attacks.
The ring bounced away without leaving even a scratch on the armor.
"...Who exactly are you?" Ancient One flew before Frank, frowning as he examined the burly warrior.
"My name is Frank Castle—" Frank said, looking toward Doom. "I'm not the 'Osborn' you're talking about."
Ancient One controlled the Eye of Agamotto. Frank was telling the truth; this was his real name. Since he had revealed his name so readily, he could not possibly be a Demon or some similar creature.
But Doom froze upon hearing Frank's words. Frank's overwhelming combat power had made him assume that this armored warrior was the "Osborn" who had been trading with him all along!
If he was not Osborn, then the instantaneous teleportation ability he had displayed earlier meant...
Frank sensed Doom's change and smiled. "Your reaction isn't bad—I'm just the advance man. Guys as formidable as me..."
Before he could