A Battle of Ideals

Daisy was fairly familiar with this place. If she was not mistaken, this was the Grandmaster's arena. Through the buying and selling of Skrull slaves, she had gotten to know the Grandmaster.

Had the Grandmaster brought the two of them here? It was not that Daisy looked down on others, but the Grandmaster did not have that kind of ability. The voice that had spoken earlier was stronger even than the Phoenix's true form and seemed to have held back a large portion of its power. If the Grandmaster had that capability, he could unify the universe with a fart.

Today, this arena had only the appearance of one, not its substance. Daisy lowered her head and touched the soil beneath her feet. Its unreal texture confirmed her suspicion.

Had the Living Tribunal intervened? But what had It brought the two of them here to do?

Looking at the enormous arena, she had a bad feeling. When in doubt, just charge in? A very Marvel-like thought surfaced in her mind.

As she pondered it, a thought entered her mind, and Adam received one as well.

"Time is the most important thing. I found someone troubled by time, someone prepared to bow to time and accept the arrangements of fate, to fight for my theory." Adam's words were somewhat mechanical, as though he were repeating something.

Daisy's face was full of helplessness. Outside, she had at least some freedom to spout nonsense, but here, she had completely become part of a cutscene.

The big shots had already written the lines, leaving her almost no room to improvise.

She could only speak as instructed. "I stand by my original view. Your ideals are wrong, and my friend will fight for me as well."

This battle born from conflicting ideals was unfair to