Storm had received her own gift. This symbiote had more sense than the one Peter had chosen before; at least for now, it was docile and got along well with Ororo.
After arriving on Earth, it had not rushed to eat people. Instead, it helped its new host steal things amid the chaos. That counted as a well-behaved symbiote.
After teleporting the delighted Ororo back to Wakanda, only Little Franklin remained beside Su Ming. The boy had no interest in symbiotes. On the contrary, he seemed to dislike any kind of tentacled monster.
The writhing Black Mud, amorphous lumps of flesh, bizarre cries.
Everything about symbiotes reminded Little Rich of those unhappy days, of the Cancerous Universe.
"Mm, now we'll just wander around and wait." Su Ming sat down on Cloak and let it fly aimlessly. Pulling the boy down beside him, he gave him a pack of Spicy Strips. "Knull's target is to reclaim Strangle. We'll wait for them to catch the scent and come over."
"Do we need to take him alive?"
Though Franklin was powerful, he was still a child. He had absolutely no resistance to snacks.
Almost immediately, a Spicy Gluten Stick coated in chili oil went into his mouth, and he stuck out his tongue with a series of slurps.
There was nothing to be done about it. Superhumans were people too, and he was afraid of spicy food.
"Yes. Knull is the Celestials' mortal enemy, so I plan to use him as bait. Shadow King will be a little troublesome, but I have Black Diamond and The Totality. As long as we find Shadow King's true body, we should be able to seal him. Wait, Cloak, get down."
Deathstroke briefly explained the plan, then had Cloak descend because he had spotted some acquaintances.
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