Ancient One, Help Me Train

The four Avengers were shaken once again.

Her words confirmed that the Ancient One had long since resolved to meet her destined end. She had no intention of changing it.

Ant-Man Scott Lang muttered, "What kind of world have we ended up in? Everyone here seems completely insane."

Russell ignored Ant-Man's muttering. He stopped and stated what he wanted without hesitation.

"My condition is simple."

"I want you to help me train... by being my sparring partner."

Tony, Steve, Banner, and Scott stared at him in utter disbelief.

Had he lost his mind?

They admitted Russell was powerful, but most people who sought out the Sorcerer Supreme would ask for a blessing, magical aid, protection, or even a longer life.

If it were up to them, asking the Ancient One to come back and resurrect half the universe might be unrealistic, but they could at least get the Time Stone.

Russell, though, had asked the Sorcerer Supreme to be his sparring partner?

This was more than a bold request. He was treating the Ancient One like a training tool.

The Ancient One was briefly taken aback as well. She clearly had not expected such an absurd request from him. She had thought he would be interested in the Time Stone.

She had appeared not to notice Russell's little move toward the Time Stone earlier, but she had known exactly what he was doing.

After two seconds of thought, she nodded and agreed without the slightest reluctance.

"Very well. I know you've been seeking out powerful opponents, growing stronger through battles that push you to your limits. I'll do everything I can to help."

She had lived for over a century and encountered many powerful beings from other dimensions. She had even defeated Earth's gods single-handedly, killing enough of them that