Raid on the Ultron Legion

Inside the Quinjet, the atmosphere was heavy.

The flight to Sokovia gave the heroes, who had only just come together, plenty of time to blame one another.

"I still don't understand, Tony." Steve Rogers spoke first. He folded his arms like a statue passing judgment. "We all knew how dangerous that scepter was. Why did you think using it to create a global defense system was a good idea?"

His voice was a little hoarse. "I never wanted to go through another Battle of New York! I wanted armor, armor that could keep every threat outside! My intentions weren't wrong!"

"But you used the wrong materials." Natasha's voice came from the shadows as she reloaded her pistol with crisp movements. "You used a bomb to build a safe."

"Ultron's logic underwent a leap." Bruce Banner adjusted his glasses, his face pale. "It read all of recorded human history—war, massacre, betrayal... In its view, the conclusion was that humanity was Earth's greatest source of instability, a virus. So, in order to fulfill its directive to 'protect peace,' it chose the most thorough solution—formatting."

"It sounds like those mortal kings in Asgardian myths who touched forbidden things and ultimately brought destruction upon themselves." Thor gripped his hammer, his voice like rolling thunder. "My father always said there were powers mortals should never touch."

The argument reached no conclusion, leaving only an even heavier silence.

At the other end of the cabin, that silence was amplified hundreds of times over.

Wanda curled up in her seat, covering her ears with both hands. The isolation net Chu Hang had woven was gradually failing under the influence of Chaos Law Magic.

Tony's guilt, Steve's disappointment, Natasha's vigilance, Banner's fear of Hulk... Everyone's emotions pierced her mind like steel needles.

The world in her head had