Sanctuary II's Shadow, the Titans' Envoys!

Deep in the unknown reaches of the universe, a colossal warship shaped like a cross hung silently in the void.

Sanctuary II.

Thanos's mobile throne, an interstellar fortress that symbolized death and conquest.

The throne room was silent.

Clad in golden armor, the towering Thanos sat motionless on a throne carved from a meteorite. His gaze was as deep as the cosmos, as though he were contemplating the fate of entire galaxies.

A tall, gaunt figure—Ebony Maw—knelt respectfully before him, reporting intelligence gathered from across the universe.

"...According to our spies in the Kree Empire, Ronan's fleet has made no unusual movements."

"The Nova Corps is still overwhelmed by the aftermath of the invasion of Xandar. They have no attention to spare."

"And... Father." Ebony Maw hesitated, as though choosing his words. "Our agent on Knowhere sent one final message before we... lost contact."

"The message said Taneleer Tivan, the Collector, was dead."

Thanos's expression did not change. It was as though some insignificant insect had died.

"His museum and every item in his collection have a new owner," Ebony Maw continued. "By all accounts, he's a... mortal from Earth. His name is... Link."

Link.

A name I've never heard before.

For the first time, a mortal stirred something within Thanos.

The Collector had been arrogant and foolish, but his power was not to be underestimated. He had lived for countless ages and collected innumerable dangerous weapons and creatures. An Earthling who could kill him so easily and take control of all Knowhere was no ordinary man.

"Ebony Maw, you seem to have left out the most important part." Thanos's deep, commanding voice echoed through the hall.

Ebony Maw trembled and bowed his head even lower.

"Yes, Father. In his final message, our agent said he saw... the man called