Finding weak points between spaces was the Cloak of Levitation's specialty. It might not have the theme-park-like artistic flair of the Naglfar, but as a Magical Artifact, it was far more practical than a broken ship.
Deathstroke had always used it as a shield or flying vehicle, mainly to defend against energy attacks, especially magic.
But in the hands of truly powerful mages like the Ancient One or Doctor Doom, with the proper spells empowering it, it could accomplish far more than it did now.
For example, it could turn into a massive wrapping cloth, bundle up the Solar System, and let the Sorcerer Supreme carry it away. That would not be a problem at all.
Still, what was the point of unlocking all those functions? Among Kamar-Taj's mages, it looked down on everyone except the Ancient One.
Mordo was too twisted, Hamill and Little Wong always carried the smell of kitchen grease, Little Kaecilius was too sinister, the Ancient One's eldest disciple Druid had no brains, Leonid was a stellar lifeform, Elsa Bloodstone was always filthy, Strange lacked a sense of humor, and his girlfriend Clea was the daughter of a Dimensional Demon God, which made her background questionable.
Magik might have been decent, but she was a magic warrior who wielded a greatsword. In terms of combat power, the disciple was still inferior to her master.
Magic Prince Monark was strong, responsible, and loyal. Unfortunately, the three generations of mages in his line—himself, Agatha, and Wanda—could only be considered allies of Kamar-Taj, not members.
Besides, working for mages was exhausting. How could it compare to following Deathstroke?
It never had to handle any troublesome matters, only perform its most basic functions: flight and defense. In return, it had an endless supply of Energy Gems to gnaw on.
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