"So this is an alien spaceship?"
In an open courtyard at Kamar-Taj, Peter Parker curiously reached out and tapped the charred hull. It gave a dull metallic thud.
The ship's surface was riddled with jagged cracks and melted scars. Whatever had hit it before it crashed must have been terrifying.
"A Nova Corps Starblaster," Lily explained, then glanced at Thor. "Thor just knocked it out of the sky."
While Miles had been in the Dream World, the others had recovered the wreckage under Sara's guidance.
"Damn this alien security lock!"
Lily's furious cursing came from the cockpit.
Sweat covered her forehead as she tried to bypass the fighter's defenses with a portable terminal. Rows of incomprehensible Nova Corps characters raced across the screen, only to end each time on a red lock icon.
She had been at it for nearly an hour. Forget starting the fighter—she could not even connect its basic power circuits.
"Lily, I think we should wait for Mr. Miles to come back," Kamala called from outside.
"Shut up! Are you saying he's better at this than I am?" Lily snapped. "It's just a tricky alien system. Give me ten more minutes and I can definitely—"
She did not get to finish.
Sizzle...
Golden sparks flared in a nearby clearing, then spun into a circular portal.
Miles stepped through, fresh from the Domo in Iraq.
"Sorry, Lily. We don't have ten minutes. Time is what we're shortest on."
As he spoke, he walked straight toward the wrecked fighter.
Under Lily's stunned gaze, Miles casually raised a hand and snapped his fingers at it.
A miracle happened the next instant.
Hum—
Every dark screen and indicator in the cockpit lit up at once, bathing Lily's stunned face in soft blue light. The fighter's systems gave a smooth chime,