John had spent quite some time at Kamar-Taj.
That day, he examined the Time Stone closely.
As he filled the last bottle, John could sense it.
The Time Stone seemed a little dimmer.
He closed the Eye of Agamotto without batting an eye.
It was only a little. Probably not many people would notice.
Without the slightest reluctance, he took off the Eye of Agamotto and returned it to its rightful owner.
When Wong saw that he was no longer wearing the Eye of Agamotto, he understood that John was about to leave.
John waved at Wong. "I'll have a look around. That way, this trip won't have been for nothing."
With that, he walked out of the library.
Despite having spent so long inside, this was John's first time stepping out.
Kamar-Taj stood in the Himalayas, where the climate was cold.
He saw sorcerers practicing martial arts by the roadside in short jackets and finally understood why they all had an urge to fight at close quarters.
With his hands behind his back, John wandered curiously around Kamar-Taj.
This was more than a residence. It was a place steeped in magic.
John raised a hand and brushed through the chaos particles before him.
Its concealment owed not only to its remote location, but also to the magic hiding it.
"No wonder I couldn't find it before. It was hidden away."
John narrowed his eyes. Kamar-Taj gathered sorcerers together, and though their abilities varied, collectively they were a considerable force.
"There are still so many people who can use magic outside my watch."
He brushed the chaos particles aside. He really was doing a poor job as Wizard King.
He saw an elderly man whose hand had been cut off using magic. Even without that hand, the man could still