In Brooklyn, New York, the Grand Army Plaza, a site of special historical significance, once again became the stage for a spectacular show.
Since the rules governing Earth's supernatural world had been established, there had hardly ever been a superpowered battle on this scale in ordinary human society.
The Thing hurled huge chunks of shattered stone from the plaza at one spaceship after another. He even uprooted lampposts and hurled them like javelins.
At first, the rubber-bodied Mr. Fantastic occasionally tried to stop the rock monster. But as the fight went on, he seemed to get caught up in the moment and joined the battle against the law enforcement aircraft overhead.
The blonde beauty, who had raised an energy shield, and the blazing figure darting through the sky tried to block some of the icy-blue energy blasts fired by the aircraft and draw off part of the Order's forces. At the same time, they attempted to stop the other two from fighting.
The scene descended into chaos, and explosions rang out one after another.
Kl'rt watched the four superpowered figures intently, rubbing his chin with keen interest. Beside him, a Skrull royal who had taken the form of a middle-aged, balding man leaned closer and asked in a low voice:
"Your Majesty, these four humans are even more impressive than some of the 'specimens' we've already collected and copied, aren't they?"
By Skrull tradition, Koralder, who was also of royal blood, was not far below the emperor in status. Yet he had always addressed Kl'rt as "Your Majesty," just like an ordinary Skrull, and was Kl'rt's most trusted subordinate.
His strength was about on par with Paibok's, but with Kl'rt's tacit support, Koralder had ultimately taken on the identity of Magneto.
Noticing a flicker of interest in Emperor Kl'rt's expression,