"Be more careful when entering and leaving dimensional worlds in the future. Being targeted by Dormammu is no good thing." Ancient One wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and took a deep breath.
That fierce surge of energy had injured her through the backlash as well. With the Dark Dimension supporting him, Dormammu was an almost invincible existence. Only if he rashly entered the material world would the Sorcerer Supreme have a chance.
Sean shrugged indifferently. He had already provoked Mephisto, the Hell Lord, and now the ruler of the Dark Dimension had his eye on him as well. Debts did not weigh heavily when there were enough of them. They would probably meet again someday, and then he could settle every account at once.
Sooner or later, he would catch up to those old powerhouses and stand at the pinnacle of the world.
The young man glanced at the Sorcerer Supreme and smiled teasingly. "If the sky falls, Kamar-Taj and the Sanctums will still be there to hold it up."
Ancient One smiled and shook her head, dispelling the Mirror Dimension that had enclosed her and Sean. Her senior disciple Mordo had been waiting outside, his dark face filled with concern. The disturbance just now had clearly been felt throughout Kamar-Taj. The Dark Energy that shook the barrier of the material world had triggered layer after layer of wards around the sacred ground, setting off a chain reaction. Even the three Sanctums in New York, London, and Hong Kong had gone on alert with one another, nearly believing it was a prelude to a large-scale invasion by alien creatures.
"Are you all right?" Mordo asked.
As the Sorcerer Supreme's personal disciple, he knew all too well that the ruler of the Dark Dimension was not an