Rogers's Resolve (First Update)

"The ash-gray dragon rose from the sea; the sky whale's fiery breath could not harm it! One hundred and twenty-eight years, ancient lava, the ocean turned to slime, and the one wearing a pentagram ring stood atop black waves and white mist. Daughter of Chaos, infinitely mad love, red eyes saw a heart flowing with black venom!" The deranged medium muttered to herself inside the New York Police Department. She bit her fingers, and her cuffed hands were covered in saliva and bloody bite marks.

Officer Carter hurriedly summoned medical personnel to give the madwoman a sedative, lest she hurt herself. She had seen plenty of addicts, but rarely one this insane. "She probably hasn't taken drugs. No needle marks, not much mucus in her nasal passages, and her pupils are reacting normally." After one look, the doctor continued bandaging an officer's wounds. The earthquake had caused blackouts and unrest. To maintain order and stop those taking to the streets to loot from entering wealthy neighborhoods, the New York Police Department had no choice but to work overtime. The doctors were in the same situation. This physician had been kicked over from the emergency room by the hospital. "If you want to watch Officer Fusco roll around on the floor, you can give the painkillers to that crazy woman. That should quiet her down for a while."

"Forget it. This is already the second time Officer Fusco has been shot in the ass." Officer Carter waved her hand. "Then what's wrong with her?"

"How would I know?" The doctor shrugged impatiently. "Maybe it's agoraphobia, maybe autism, or some other mental illness unique to white women. I don't know. I'm just a surgeon on duty in the emergency room! If it weren't for that annoying Strange, I wouldn't have been assigned