Kamar-Taj, front courtyard.
Riiip...
A golden ring-shaped portal flared to life, and several figures emerged one after another.
"Kamar-Taj is quieter than I imagined..."
Miles looked around, then turned to the minotaur mage Lintra. "Are there any other mages left? Where are Doctor Strange and Wong? Did neither of them survive?"
"You seem to have known their counterparts in your universe well," Master Lintra replied in a low voice. "But I'm sorry. You guessed correctly."
"Doctor Strange was infected early in the outbreak and died. After that, Kamar-Taj suffered a catastrophe of its own... Wong died then."
As he spoke, he glanced at the two solemn-looking mages beside him.
"This is Drumm, master of the London Sanctum."
The British mage held a straight sword and carried himself like a medieval knight. He gave Miles a slight nod. "Hello, Mr. Miles."
Miles's decaying zombie appearance seemed to unsettle him, but his manners kept him from showing much of it.
"And this is Sara Wolfe."
Lintra looked at the other mage, a young Black woman, and said quietly, "The three of us are the only mages left at Kamar-Taj."
"Then what about those two?" Thor asked, looking toward the other side of the courtyard. "That young Spider-Man, and... that head?"
At the far end of the courtyard, Kamala, Lily, and the others had gathered around two figures who had just emerged from another portal, chattering excitedly.
"Oh my God, am I seeing this right? It's Spider-Man!"
Kamala and Lily cried out in excitement as they stared at the athletic young man in a red-and-blue suit.
"Can I have your autograph? I'm a huge fan!"
Then they turned to the other figure... or rather, a head sealed inside a glass jar, floating in the air atop a living red Cloak.
"Ant-Man, Scott Lang...