"You've already died once." Nick Fury looked at Steve Rogers and Tony Stark, crammed into the same cell, and habitually opened with a frightening conclusion. Stark gave a disdainful laugh, while Rogers merely stared fixedly at Fury's remaining eye. "Agent Hand has decided to release you." The former S.H.I.E.L.D. director said with undisguised schadenfreude, "Be grateful you didn't lose your lives after getting involved in a magical incident!"
"I knew he wouldn't keep us locked up here for long." Stark smiled. "This place has everything except a shower. The spaghetti is terrible, but fortunately, there's some decent wine. I need to correct one thing, Nick Fury—I almost did lose my life! They broke my spine, then fixed it again! Do you know how painful it is when your spine heals?"
"Then you should be grateful you still have a spine, Stark. I've seen Arcanists remove people's heads."
"Tell me, what deal did you make with Salomon?" Steve Rogers slammed his fist into the reinforced glass panel of the cell. He was not as optimistic as Stark. "Whose life did you trade away this time?"
"All the agents you brought need to be examined. I mean the survivors you protected from the machine-gun fire." Nick Fury's expression did not change in the slightest. With his hands behind his back, he met Captain Rogers' gaze with all three eyes between them. "Try remembering who ignored the warnings and got involved in this matter in the first place. Captain Rogers, you were the one who exposed those agents to magical contamination. You were the one who got them killed. Kamar-Taj merely acted according to its rules. Tony Stark, you're no better. Steve Rogers only got involved in this because he wanted to rescue you! I hope the loss of two Quinjets and dozens