The arrogant Captain Britain Corps had refused Daisy's aid, and the result was a massacre—corpses littered the ground, blood flowed like rivers, and fewer than one in ten corps warriors remained. Captain Britains from most parallel universes had died in battle, while their nominal leader, Merlin, had never shown himself from beginning to end.
The final faction was the Builders. According to Little Rachel, the Captain Britain Corps handled the Multiverse's supernatural affairs, while these technologically advanced aliens handled its ordinary affairs. One governed reality, the other magic.
Stark did not agree with Little Rachel's assessment. The child's perspective was too one-sided; factions like these could not be divided so simply into physical and nonphysical.
After gathering information from several sides, he went to find Hill and prepared to discuss his plan. He did not know whether the Builders possessed the greatest technology in the entire Multiverse, but he knew he had a trump card of his own. If used properly, it might contain the Beyonder Race's initial offensive. No matter what, he had to be more useful than that mascot called Steve Rogers!
"Commander Hill, we need support! There must still be colleagues trapped inside the corps. They need rescue!" The moment he entered, he saw a bearded Captain Britain missing an arm pleading desperately with Hill.
The Captain Britain Corps, once at full strength, now had fewer than twenty members left. Even counting those who had been away from the corps headquarters on temporary business, they could gather at most thirty warriors for battle. Nearly every Captain Britain capable of wielding Excalibur had died, and the backbone of the corps had been broken.
Little did they know, they were already dozens of times better off than they had been originally. In the original timeline, only one Captain Britain