Master and Disciple Clash! The Ancient One Ambushed, Ren to the Rescue!

Blood ran through the London Sanctum.

The Ancient One stood silently in the center of the hall, looking at the bodies strewn across the floor.

She did not cry. Nor did she look angry.

But the air throughout the Sanctum had grown unbearably heavy.

It was as though an invisible mountain towered overhead, crushing down on every corner.

The precious magical artifacts displayed around the hall began to crack under the terrifying pressure.

Some of the weaker artifacts even fell from their shelves and trembled on the floor.

"Kaecilius."

"Very well."

"Ren let you escape back then. Today, as your teacher, I'll send you to your grave myself."

The Ancient One's voice was cold, devoid of emotion.

She slowly raised her right hand.

The Eye of Agamotto at her chest flew into her palm.

As she channeled her magic, green light burst forth. The Laws of Time roared into motion!

Time began to flow backward throughout the London Sanctum.

Broken bricks reassembled, and blood on the floor flowed back into the bodies.

But...

The Sorcerers lying in pools of blood remained motionless, their eyes shut. None showed any sign of returning to life.

The Ancient One knew why.

Dormammu's power was at work. The ruler of the Dark Dimension had erased every trace of their souls. Not even the Time Stone could bring them back.

The Ancient One did not give up. She stared at the images of time reversing as countless complex Magic Arrays flashed through her eyes.

She was calculating where Kaecilius had fled.

"My dear student, you really have grown bold."

"You didn't even bother to conceal your trail. You wanted me to find you."

The Ancient One gazed into the void, her voice low.

If Kaecilius had deliberately hidden himself with Dormammu's power, even the Sorcerer