Doctor Strange had never used the Time Stone lightly in the past. To Daisy, it was just a gem—if it broke, she could always find another. But to the Kamar-Taj lineage, it was the Eye of Agamotto, a treasure passed down by their ancestors, not something to be used casually.
Today, he had made an exception because his magic had been lost and regained. After such overwhelming despair and joy, he had been unable to control his emotions, and he was worried about the battle against the King of Chaos.
He took a glance down the timeline. Holy shit! Total annihilation!
Reset! He looked a second time, and it was still total annihilation...
Not a trace of his earlier joy remained. With a grave expression, he traveled back and forth along the timeline.
Back to the past, back to the present, then back to the past and back again. After too many journeys, his expression grew increasingly exhausted. Just as Stark began worrying that he would shake his own neck off, Doctor Strange opened his eyes.
"How did it go?"
"We will lose. No one survives."
Stark was startled. Was the enemy really that powerful?
Doctor Strange spoke slowly. "I looked at fourteen million possibilities. The enemy is even stronger than we expected."
Stark's expression darkened. Anyone would hesitate upon learning they were headed down a road of no return. He wondered whether he should go back. The Skrulls were enemies of Earth anyway, so why should he help them?
But he quickly realized there was a flaw in Doctor Strange's calculations. "Doctor Strange... I don't really understand your time stuff, but I think this should only be a projection. Odin said that the future you mages see is merely a calculation based on the current conditions."
Stark almost wanted