With that, the versation shifted to lighter topics. Tony spoke of how he had made new armor that he could carry on the backpack always and was lighter that the previous versions. Rogers spoke of his time in World War while Barton listened eagerly and even Liam paid heed. No matter what Liam was a history nerd and would like to know more from a living legend.

  Pepper too had e down from her workpd the first thing she did was freak out seeing Liam. She didn't know what had gone down and thus seeing Liam's new eyes, his glowing hand and huge wolf sent her on a frenzy.

  Tony had to calm her down and tell her some sob story of how Liam had gained new powers and thus had ged his hand. Pepper was very skeptical of the words of Tony but didn't argue much back. The wolf also helped as Liam gave him knowing eyes and it went and snuggled to Pepper.

  Pepper didn't question any more once she got her hands on the fluffy creature. \Later she too joihe barbecue and had fun with the rest.

  Few days ter

  Liam stood at the entrance of 177A Bleecker Street, the Sanctum San looming before him. The a structure radiated an energy that sent a faint hum through his Bifrost enhanced senses. He exhaled, gng at the two men standing beside him.

  "You both don't o be here," Liam said. "In fact, you might not even be wele."

  "Yeah, well, we've got a slight trust issue after you nearly died on us. Sive me if I'm not letting you waltz off into some magical death trap aloony said. Liam gave them a very rough expnation of a different anization based on magic. Tony was more accepting of magice he himself had been using arist magi his armors now.

  "We're staying." Rogers said

  Rogers didn't really care if it was magic or teology. For him both were the same at this point.

  "Of course you are." Liam sighed. He looked down at Fenrir, who padded beside him, his fur gleaming in the dim streetlight. The wolf gave a low chuff, as if agreeing with Tony and Rogers. A hooded figure came out in the doorway, his hands csped in front of him.

  "The A One has foreseen your arrival," the Master of the New York Sanctum announced.

  "A One? Who calls himself that?" Tony murmured.

  "Calls herself and be very careful on your words Tony. She isn't a joke." Liam reminded.

  " we enter with him?" Rogers asked.

  "Yes, of course. Kamar Taj would wele ahat es at our door." The Master said. The maurned without another word, being them inside. Liam exged a gh his panions before stepping over the threshold. Tony and Rogers followed.

  The Master led them through winding hallways before stopping in front of ornate doors that seemed to have different sarios oher sides. And that wasn't the only door, there were multiple ones on the sides. He poi one door aured them to step in.

  "After you," Tony said, making a sweepiure. Liam shot him a gre before stepping through.

  As they stepped through the portal, Liam, Tony, and Rogers emerged into the sunlit courtyard of Kamar-Taj. The air was crisp, carrying the faint st of burning inse. Before them, the majestic peak of Mount Everest stood tall under a clear, shining sky. It was far but it's brilliance couldn't be hidden.

  "JARVIS where are we?" Tony asked over his s.

  "Sir, yPS data suggests that you are in Kathmandu, Nepal." JARVIS replied.

  Tony blinked, his head swiveliwee mountains and the aemple structures around them.

  "Okay. That's... Everest. As in, we were in New York five seds ago."

  Rogers was equally stunned, sing the vast ndscape around them.

  "We just traveled thousands of kilometers in the blink of an eye."

  "Fenrir do the same thing." At Liam's words, Fenrir gave a cheerful bark, wagging his tail, clearly proud of his ability.

  Before Tony ers could reply, their attention was drawn to the courtyard itself. Around them, dozens of apprentices were engaged in training. Some were deep iation, their hands moving in intricate patterns, shaping golden sparks of magi the air. Others engaged in friendly duels, hurling glowing discs or weaving illusions that flickered before dissipating into the wind.

  "Are we sure this isn't some high-end magic school? Because this is looking way too Hogwarts for my liking." Tony said.

  Rogers, still adjusting to the surreal nature of what he was witnessing, watched as an elderly man effortlessly parried an attack from a much younger apprentice, only to ugh and give the student pointers. There was no age restri here—some were as young as teenagers, while others looked like they had already lived several lifetimes.

  As they took in their surroundings, a green robed figure approached them, gesturing for them to follow.

  "e. The A One is expeg you."

  Liam reized him immediately. Baron Mordo, ohe big bads ier part and in ics Doctor Strange's aremy, hell bent on taking the mantle of Sorcerer Supreme. Even in a different world he had taken that maer Doctor Strange died. Liam had to nudge Rogers to get him out of his trand then all three of them followed Mordo towards and inner hall.

  The room looked a aly like the one Liam had seen when Doctor Strange for the first time walked in. A One was sitting cross legged in front of a tea setup.

  "e.. Sit.. What would you like? Is tea alright?" A One said. "You leave Mordo."

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