Titan, a desolate battlefield.
Space twisted, and Thanos's figure stumbled into view.
The bruises on his purple face had yet to fade.
The light armor he wore was damaged in several places as well, leaving him looking rather bedraggled—
These were all marks from when Su Ming had used him as a punching bag on Vormir not long ago.
Yet the resolve in his eyes
was firmer and colder than ever.
"Well... Thanos, just as expected..."
Strange struck a pose he considered quite handsome, finally having waited for Thanos.
But when he looked up, he found that Thanos was far less composed than he had imagined:
"A different reaction."
Thanos looked around.
These familiar ruins, steeped in decay, looked even more forlorn beneath the twilight-like light—this had once been his home.
"Looks like Ebony Maw is already dead..."
"Hmph..."
Strange maintained his usual air of superiority, letting out a cold laugh without responding.
But it amused Parker, who was hiding in the corner.
Little Spider quietly complained to Tony:
"Hey, Mr. Stark.
That dried-up wizard was taken out by us, wasn't he?
Does that smile mean what I think it means?"
Tony's slightly smug voice came from inside Parker's suit helmet:
"That's right. He's showing off. Exactly the kind I'm best at..."
Thanos sighed with some emotion:
"This day has truly been disastrous. But..."
His eyes locked onto Strange's chest—the Eye of Agamotto, where the Time Stone was kept.
"He did complete his mission."
Strange gave him a sharply handsome profile:
"Don't celebrate too soon. You still have to face me, the master of the mystic arts..."
Tony: "Holy crap! I'm starting to lose it. What do I do?! Waiting online..."
Parker: "Wait, wait, wait! Stick to the plan..."
Seeing how talkative Strange was, Thanos seemed to open up as