For the first time, the heroes of Earth-616 fled back to their own universe like beaten dogs.
And once they set foot on the solid ground of home, they discovered something that filled them with fear.
Robert Reynolds's power had not returned. Even after crossing universes, his Sentry Force remained absent. Captain America supported the frail Robert, whose face showed nothing beyond panic and the weakness left in its wake.
Thor kept swinging Mjolnir back and forth, his expression grim. His power had not returned either. If Mjolnir had not still obeyed him, he would not even have been able to beat a well-trained Asgardian soldier.
"I've never seen magic like this. I need to seek my father's help."
After testing things for quite some time, Thor left those words behind and hurriedly summoned the Bifrost to leave.
No one stopped him. After all, Odin's reputation as the Norse King of the Gods spoke for itself. If even Odin could not solve Thor's problem, there was little hope of finding a solution on Earth.
After spending most of the day calming himself down, Robert Reynolds gave the Avengers some news that could tentatively be considered good.
"Besides not being able to feel my power, I can't feel his presence either."
Iron Man took off his armor and exchanged a look with Ant-Man, Dr. Hank Pym.
They all knew whom Robert meant by "him." Possessing the power of a million exploding suns, Sentry was as mighty as the sole god walking among men, looking down upon all living beings. There was simply no supercriminal around who could stand against him.
He disliked thinking and angered easily. Before becoming Sentry, he had been nothing more than a scrawny drug addict. Without the Avengers' tireless guidance, someone like him could easily have become