The Changed World, the Changed People

Mirror Dimension.

This was an extremely budget-consuming field spell, another world recreated from reality at a one-to-one scale. It was also the signature magic of the Sorcerer Supreme, Ancient One.

The true cause of Ancient One's death, according to countless fans.

When Tony and the others came back to their senses, they were still in the same room. But those who knew of the Mirror Dimension understood perfectly well:

They were already in another world.

"Go on. Show my dear big brother from the future what you're really made of."

Loki raised an index finger and lightly flicked it downward. The dozen or so tangible illusion clones of Thor immediately swarmed Thor with a clear target in mind.

Seeing this, it was clearly a heartwarming reunion between brothers who loved each other dearly.

Tony and the others swiftly retreated toward the edge of the room. The tangible illusion clones of Thor did not spare them a single glance. Swinging their axes, they directly blasted the still-bewildered real Thor out of the room.

Bang!!!

A huge hole was smashed through the nearby window. Thor's tangible illusion clones pressed their advantage, swarming out after him to deliver a righteous group beating to the real Thor.

"Would any of you be interested in enjoying this little game with me?" Loki curled a finger to one side. The red Cloak of Levitation automatically flew over and settled on his shoulders, giving him a bit of the bearing Tony and the others associated with the Sorcerer Supreme.

"Why not? I've been sick of the sight of Thor for a long time," Tony said with a half-joking shrug.

The others exchanged glances and raised no objections.

They were at his mercy now. Even if they wanted to refuse, they could not. This world's Loki was far