"Is this... hell?"
"Don't be ridiculous. Even if we died, we'd go to heaven!"
"We... seem to still be alive!"
"Were we lucky? Did it miss the area beneath us?"
"No, I don't think it was luck. Look!"
Trapped in an illusion, Tony Stark had lived through the Chitauri's surprise attack on New York over and over, nearly losing himself in that world whose origins he couldn't trace.
But was the Tony Stark of today the same man he had once been?
Of course not!
With his Zanpakutō, Tony Stark was no longer a mere mortal. All the emotions of the mortal world...
A simple illusion posed little threat to Tony Stark!
After his Zanpakutō slashed him thirty-six times, Tony finally came to his senses.
Having endured his Zanpakutō's soul-cutting strikes, Tony could clearly feel the changes in his body.
He felt more alert, and wielding his Zanpakutō came more naturally!
In a way, the attack from Sadako's Videotape had been a blessing in disguise!
"The Helicarrier actually stopped in midair!"
Lying in the aircraft's medical bay, Nick Fury finally regained consciousness.
He stared in disbelief at the Helicarrier suspended in the sky.
"How is this possible? With all four main engines gone and only a few dozen small engines left, there's no way it could support a hull that massive!" The researchers gathered around Nick Fury wore expressions of disbelief.
They had spent so long developing the Helicarrier, and they had all its data at hand, in far greater detail than anyone else.
That made this impossible situation all the more alarming. They felt as though their entire worldview was collapsing.
Nick Fury, however, paid no attention to the psychological problems the researchers might be developing.
He was wondering who had managed to hold up such an enormous hull!