After discussing the matter, Monark gave Wanda some medicine as well. Once he saw the Enchantress's sleeping face grow peaceful, the three left the ward and took Death on a tour of Kamar-Taj.
There were courtyards displaying all four seasons at once, playgrounds packed with students, and absurdly heavy doors standing before the bathrooms—each counted as a distinctive attraction.
Ancient One deliberately wanted to build a relationship with Death, and as Kamar-Taj's creator, she naturally knew the place best. Before long, she was leading Death around while Deathstroke and Monark trailed behind like they were out shopping.
"Is it about to begin?" The Magic Prince stroked his mustache and sighed to Deathstroke. "In the past, traveling the stars was the privilege of spellcasters. But after today, it seems everyone will be able to go into space. That may be quite a shock to the Magic World."
It did not really have much to do with him. He spent his leisure time raising rabbits at his home in London anyway, and he had never intended to go on any cosmic voyages.
He was merely worried that Deathstroke's policy would cause waves in the Magic World.
Kamar-Taj could be considered the dominant power in the Magic World, holding a monopoly over the White Magic lineage. But spellcasters did not only practice White Magic. There were plenty of ruthless figures among the Dark Mages as well.
They certainly could not compare to a combination like the Sorcerer Supreme and the Vishanti, but if they wanted to make trouble for Kamar-Taj, the students training outside could not exactly spend every day guarding against thieves.
"Don't worry. Not everyone will be going. For the first batch of Forerunners, I selected several factions that have close ties with me and know how to keep their mouths