Captain Marvel followed the signal straight to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s helicarrier, her face as dark as scorched corn.
She landed directly on the helicarrier's deck, ignoring the turbulent air around her.
With its cloaking mode engaged, the helicarrier descended toward the sea.
When the helicarrier settled on the water, squads of armed agents rushed out and aimed their weapons at her.
Coulson hurried out at a jog. "Lower your weapons! She's not an enemy!"
Captain Marvel extended her senses, her brow furrowed. "Where's Fury? Nick Fury."
Grief showed on Coulson's face. "Dead."
"Killed in battle?"
"Yes. Killed in battle."
"An honorable end for a warrior, at least."
Captain Marvel turned to look at the dark clouds blanketing a vast stretch of sky in the distance. "He did it, didn't he?"
"Yes."
Captain Marvel's expression was grave as she said in all seriousness, "I don't think I can beat him."
The answer was more or less what Coulson had expected. He wanted to laugh a little to ease the tension, but couldn't.
Quite a few powerful figures had already died at Tony's hands.
Nick Fury had always considered Tony an enormous threat, a danger to everyone.
The facts had proven Nick Fury's judgment correct.
Tony had dropped all pretense and shown his true colors-releasing dark clouds capable of altering the environment, completely transforming vast stretches of sky and land.
Those were the Dark Lands.
In that world shrouded in darkness, every living creature embraced the most fundamental instincts of slaughter and evolution, crushing order completely.
This was a World War-level threat.
Coulson stood where he was and merely sighed. "Is there nothing you can do?"
"The universe is vast. I could find you a new home. I just tried dispersing those dark clouds, but they recovered almost immediately... unless I can eliminate the