Just as Steve and Peggy were at their wits' end, anxiously spinning around inside the cramped bubbles, a huge purple ring of light suddenly appeared not far ahead of them.
Before either of them could react, the immense water pressure swept both bubbles, along with a massive volume of seawater, into the hollow.
Everything turned upside down, and dizziness overwhelmed him. Steve did not know what would happen to him, but he kept his eyes fixed on Peggy's position as best he could.
White foam filled his vision, and the roar of seawater drowned out everything else. Once again, he felt powerless. Whether it was the force of nature or the laws of physics, both were mighty powers humanity could not resist.
Yet the sensation of weightlessness lasted only an instant. His bubble struck solid ground, and then he rolled far away like a rubber ball.
It took him quite a while to recover from the dizziness. Aside from water still slowly seeping into the ground, the surroundings were nothing but yellow sand, displaying a unique beauty beneath the night sky.
Two figures stood atop a dune in the distance. One of them had his arms folded, as if watching a show.
Though the distance kept him from seeing clearly, the red glow on that person's face was enough for Steve to identify him.
Deathstroke.
For some reason, seeing Deathstroke made him relax. He sat down against the bubble wall and let out a breath.
It seemed he had been saved by him again. Magic Prince was beside Deathstroke, so this Mercenary must have been brought in by him, right?
Monark ran down from the dune, wet sand clinging to his clothes. He pulled out his staff and muttered something at the bubble. With a pop, Steve was released.
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