He slipped the ring onto Wanda's middle finger.
A dark red glow spread along the back of Wanda's hand, melding perfectly with the spark of Chaos Magic already inside her.
Wanda let out a muffled moan, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.
She could clearly sense the microscopic particles that made up the entire Earth.
Even the defensive network hub of the Celestial Great Wall in low Earth orbit was reflected on her retinas.
If she wished, a single thought could turn the Pacific Ocean into boiling sulfuric acid, or turn every skyscraper in New York into a sand sculpture.
"Pietro and Magneto will handle security in the ground-floor lobby. Constantine will sort out the bills at the front desk."
Lynn released her hand, picked up the nonprescription glasses from the obsidian desktop, and settled them on his nose.
"Every core asset on Earth has already been branded with the Miracle Clinic's mark."
Wanda looked at the ring on her hand, her red lips curving into a cool, captivating smile.
She raised her head and met Lynn's unruffled gaze.
"What if some alien civilization, or those superheroes on Earth who can't sit still, try something while you're away?" Wanda asked.
Lynn reached out and tapped the floating stone tablet before him twice.
"Activate the Global Celestial Wall's wide-area broadcast," Lynn ordered.
Outside the Celestial-bone warship, the Celestial Great Wall stretching across low Earth orbit lit up with a blinding white glow.
Six enormous compound-eye radar arrays swiveled in unison, aiming at Earth's surface.
A vast stream of higher-dimensional information crossed the atmosphere, ignoring every physical barrier and magical defense.
It slammed precisely into the minds of everyone on Earth who possessed supernatural abilities.
Deep beneath Gotham City, in the Batcave.
Bruce Wayne stood before the enormous main screen in heavy radiation-proof armor,