After passing through the glowing doorway, everyone returned straight to headquarters.
The Time Variance Authority was a behemoth entrenched at the end of time.
They watched the development of the multiverse like hawks, every moment of every day.
The Authority's technology was staggeringly advanced, capable of monitoring even the gods on high.
They had a specialized procedure for handling history when it veered off course.
It was simple: prune it outright.
Using a special Reset Device, they forcibly erased the wayward branch, and reality would naturally return to normal.
But this was the first time Mobius had encountered an assignment on such a massive scale.
An entire city had gone off the rails.
Millions of people.
Mobius couldn't help feeling uneasy.
He went to the judge's office.
"Ravonna, are we really going to erase millions of people?" Mobius stood before the desk, hesitation in his eyes.
Ravonna raised her head and gave him a long, searching look.
"Mobius, you're the finest analyst in the Authority."
"You shouldn't let sentiment cloud your judgment."
"Necessary sacrifices are unavoidable if we're to preserve the Sacred Timeline."
"If we don't act, the entire course of history will head toward destruction."
"Do you really want to watch centuries of everyone's hard work go down the drain?"
Ravonna picked up her stemmed glass and took a sip of wine.
Mobius nodded. "I understand, Ravonna. I'll take care of it right away."
"Go." Ravonna smiled in satisfaction.
Mobius turned and left the office.
Soon, Mobius summoned B-15 and led a squad of guards through a Portal, returning to the streets of San Francisco.
"Let's get to work, people." Mobius clapped his hands. "Get all the Resetters in position, quickly. The machines will activate as soon as we leave."
A dozen or so heavily armored guards immediately scattered.