3 POV
Three individuals slowly infiltrated the building. One wore a dark red outfit with black accents and a mask resembling a devil; he carried two modified batons at his waist. Another was tall, dressed in yellow and black, with metal rings on his fingers, suggesting immense strength in his fists. The last one wore yellow with green hues, giving off a more agile, ninja-like or monk appearance. A common feature among them was a small sword symbol on parts of their clothing, alongside an odd metallic insignia. This insignia, upon closer inspection, appeared ordinary but had strange, unique characteristics. It featured a metal base with a green-and-black display showing a striking sword and shield at the center. The technologies embedded in the equipment were clearly advanced, with faint magical symbols swirling around it, adding a special touch despite the weak effect, as if crafted by a novice.
The trio infiltrated the base. Iron Fist went first, moving stealthily and striking vital points with swift, precise blows, quickly taking down the guards. Daredevil followed, providing backup, while the quieter Power Man kept in mind that his powerful strikes might draw extra attention. Together, they stepped into the elevator.
"Which floor was it again?" Iron Fist asked, looking a bit confused.
"This one," Daredevil replied, pressing the button. A cheerful elevator tune played as they ascended. Power Man whistled along, and soon they arrived at the floor.
When the doors opened, they were met by several individuals, armed with axes, swords, and pistols. Luke stepped forward, spreading his arms wide, and with two powerful swings, he emitted a forceful gust of wind that pushed their opponents back a few paces. Daredevil and Iron Fist then moved to the sides, Daredevil taking the left and Iron Fist the right.
On the right, Iron Fist twisted an opponent's arm and threw him through a window. He moved quickly, landing a kick to the neck of two foes, following up with powerful strikes using his elbows and palms. His enemies felt as though they were facing a true martial arts master. On the left, Daredevil used his batons to parry axe blows, dodging and weaving with remarkable precision, almost as if he could sense his opponents' every move. His batons, however, were not typical; pressing a button, he activated an electric charge that surged through them. When he struck his opponents, they were shocked with intense jolts, creating a deadly dance of lightning and raw strength.
Meanwhile, Power Man advanced confidently, unfazed by the bullets and blows that bounced off him. He focused on disarming any foes wielding firearms, breaking their weapons and subduing them swiftly. In the end, he stood at the doorway, with bodies lying on the floor behind him, while his two allies stretched and caught their breath.
"Everyone ready?" Luke asked calmly, exuding confidence.
"Yes," they responded.
With a loud "Boom!" the door was blasted open. To Luke's surprise, he was thrown back several meters as the door was pushed forcefully from the other side. Iron Fist and Daredevil saw the intruder—a figure of average height but with unusual black veins on his body and strange-colored eyes, radiating unnatural strength. The figure charged straight at Iron Fist. Daredevil felt a surge of fear and rushed to assist, but his batons moved over his head to block a sudden knife attack.
Upon sensing the attacker, Daredevil recognized her, asking in shock, "Elektra?!"
"Forgive me, Matt… it's fate," she responded coldly, her black-clad figure emanating a deadly intent.
Daredevil sensed something was wrong, but he couldn't place it. He pushed the thought aside, focusing instead on the fight. Power Man re-entered the fray, engaging the other attackers who tried to target Daredevil and Iron Fist. He noticed Madam Gao and other gang leaders fleeing from a meeting but was unable to stop them.
"Elektra? What are you doing? You know what the Hand has done to us... to the world. Why are you helping them?" Matt asked in confusion, struggling to maintain his composure in the fight.
She gave no clear response, continuing to attack. His questions went unanswered until another figure entered—a person moving with such incredible speed that Daredevil was forced to roll across shattered glass to dodge.
This new foe had similar dark veins but exhibited enhanced speed rather than strength. Shortly after, another similarly marked individual with incredible strength joined the fight, engaging Power Man.
Elektra calmly stepped back.
"Relax, Matt. I'm the new leader of the Hand. I will bring peace and calm to the world." Her presence radiated something beyond her own influence; there was strength and a unique, deadly aura surrounding her.
Daredevil frowned, wanting to follow her, but his hands were currently full.
"Three against three… doesn't sound too bad," he murmured.
"Yes,"
"I agree," Luke and Iron Fist replied, though both Luke and Danny appeared a bit battered but still able to fight. Danny clenched his right fist, which began to glow with powerful Qi energy. Even the figure before him seemed to hesitate at the sight of the intense energy radiating from Danny's hand, and the fight resumed with renewed force.
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Meanwhile, in another area, a man swung through the air, moving with agility and speed on webbing. He leapt, shooting webs at people and their weapons, then extended his leg in a powerful kick at a man attempting to throw a large car his way. The impact was so strong it sent the attacker flying through wooden and metal walls.
Landing calmly in a spider-like stance, he remarked, "Apologies for the distance… that car looked dangerous to throw." He then fired webs at the weapons of two others nearby.
"Please, no violence," he said, yet he leapt and knocked the two ordinary people into the wall with a kick and a punch.
Suddenly, a sense warned him, and he gracefully dodged an axe aimed at splitting him in half.
"Rude," he muttered, grabbing the attacker's arm and hurling him aside before continuing to move through the chaos, fighting as he went.
"I wonder how things are going on the other side… I know my love will be fine, but I worry about our other allies," he murmured absentmindedly, not noticing a massive hammer swinging towards him. Catching it with one hand as if it were a toy, he kicked the wielder down.
"Well, I'd better focus on my job. Sorry about the distraction; let's get back to it."
The enemies around him could only think, "We don't want to 'get back to it' at all!"
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MC POV
Currently, I was deep within the cave. I appeared as just another ordinary figure in the room, using divine powers to conceal my presence and a transformation jutsu to blend in. From the conversations and memories I gleaned, it was clear these tunnel networks served as both escape routes and part of a plan to cause massive explosions, potentially collapsing the city above. I discreetly added some explosives to my inventory, and for those that would be too obvious to remove, I took a different approach. I pulled out my wand and cast transfiguration spells to render some components temporarily useless, or used *Accio* to bring other key parts of the explosives directly into my hands.
Deeper into the tunnels, I encountered a sealed-off area with a door emanating a strange aura. Two guards with dark-veined bodies stood watch. I attempted to enter using my Air Dimension ability, but the doors resisted, blocking my passage. Teleportation might have worked, but the energy cost would be high, so I decided to try a different approach.
Observing the guards from a distance, I subtly wielded my wand, manipulating dimensional energies. Approaching them, I heard one grunt, "Who's there? Get lost, this area is off-limits, rookie!"
The other guard, however, glanced sharply at me, noticing the rainbow glow at the tip of my wand.
"Apologies, I just need a quick look. *Petrificus Totalus*," I said, directing the spell at the attentive guard. With the spell prepped, it struck with speed and power, freezing him in place before he could react. His partner, alarmed by the flash and his comrade's collapse, seemed ready to attack, which only made things more interesting—if he'd dodged, it would've been a hassle.
Pointing my wand at him, I moved swiftly and, as he closed in, muttered, "*Stupefy.*" A rainbow streak sent him flying into the wall, knocking him out cold. I dusted off my hands with satisfaction, casting *Incarcerous* to bind them tightly, the ropes writhing as though alive. The paralyzed guard stared at me, shocked, and I smiled.
"I doubt these spells will hold for long," I thought, noting the unusual energy in their bodies working to break the magic.
"Please, sleep like your friend," I whispered, delivering a strong punch to his abdomen to knock him out silently.
Facing the door, I saw symbols and runes that resembled a form of dark witchcraft, though slightly different. Extending my left hand toward it, I channeled the power of my Akuma no Mi, Doa Doa no Mi, against the door. I felt a resistance, but I intensified my energy; this fruit grants me the power to open anything, so no barrier could hold against enough force.
To ease the effort, I used my wand. A radiant light, like dawn breaking, shone from its tip, allowing me to create small openings that weakened the lock's resistance. Finally, with a faint greenish-blue glow around the edges, a portal opened. Stepping inside, I got my first look at the strange room beyond.