They said the world was unpredictable, but Dilos had never expected everything to happen at once.
S.H.I.E.L.D. had lost track of Hulk; Tony Stark had been attacked by Obadiah, the man he regarded as a second father; an unknown fog had appeared in Gotham City, while criminals such as Joker were growing increasingly rampant; Oscorp had been robbed again, and Norman Osborn had been attacked, seriously wounded, and left unconscious.
"So many major incidents are happening, yet instead of asking me to handle the big ones, you want me to deal with Tony Stark's situation?"
Inside the Sullivan Company president's private chamber, Dilos briskly changed into his unique black special-operations suit, styled similarly to the X-Men's black uniforms, while speaking to the phone on speaker beside him. "Shouldn't we be heading to Gotham City to deal with the problem right now?"
Thinking of a certain possibility, Dilos could not help but complain, "Aren't you worried that one wrong arrangement will get Batman and all of Gotham City killed?"
"We've already sent several elite personnel wearing enhanced suits to support Gotham. We don't have enough manpower to send anyone to support Tony Stark."
The voice from the phone carried a trace of irritation. "And haven't you been watching the news? Tony Stark is getting tossed all over the highway like an old rag. The battlefield has already moved into the air. You're the only one capable of dealing with that enemy right now. Once you're done, go support Gotham."
"Fine. Give me the coordinates."
Hearing the urgency in Nick's voice, Dilos did not mind it and replied directly, "I'm thousands of kilometers away from Stark Industries. I'll get there as quickly as I can, but don't expect me to arrive instantly. It's too far."
After two seconds of silence from the