Strange went over some of the spells we should use in the next confrontation. Wong seemed to have a better grasp of the ideas, while I didn't understand exactly what was supposed to happen. In a way, the spells were very different from each other and I didn't really know how they should be used.
Without much explanation, Strange just told me that I would know what to do right away. I found the whole situation a bit strange, pun intended, so I just accepted it and continued listening while Wong and Stephen talked about the plan.
In the end, the last part I needed was my girlfriend's Soulsword. Even though there was the possibility of borrowing it, I begged them to put Illyana in the plan. She was my girlfriend, I didn't want her to be left out of these problems.
A relationship can only move forward seriously if you share your responsibilities with others. Peter Parker and Mary Jane only work out in worlds where he doesn't hide his identity from her, and the same can be said of Mark in Invincible.
Hiding my hero activities from my girlfriend would only create problems for me, I don't want to lose her like Parker lost Mary Jane to Mephisto.
Shaking my head, I tried to focus on what was happening. I was thinking too much, in fact, thinking much more than necessary. My leg was shaking, I was a little nervous, the thought of fighting Dr. Doom was daunting.
In Marvel's cinematic world, Dr. Doom made a ridiculous appearance in the Fantastic Four films. However, in the comic book universe he is probably one of the most dangerous villains in existence. His abilities and ambitions were enough to reboot the universe, he would easily win a duel with Thanos or even a cosmic-level villain like Galactus.
Shit... I'm still thinking too much.
"Dante? Are you listening to me?" Strange said, holding out his hand and materializing a bucket of water above my head.
Before I could react, that bucket of cold water woke me up again. The water kept falling, like a constant jet. Snapping my fingers, I moved forward a few meters.
"I'll end up getting sick, why would you do that?" I said, irritated as I wrung out my clothes.
However, in the blink of an eye the feeling in my hands changed. The clothes were completely dry, even the water in my hair had disappeared.
Wong was laughing at my face "You should know a Hydrophobia spell by now"
Stephen just sighed "You need to be sharper if you want to grow as a wizard... Anyway, let's get back to the meeting"
The plans continued for a few more minutes, this time my mind wasn't dwelling on distant problems. I was present in the now, just trying to imagine what might happen in that confrontation.
When the meeting was over, I created a portal to the hotel where I was staying. Wong and Strage made their way towards the Sanctum Sanctorum, they needed to prepare much more than I did.
I mean, not like I'm already ready for this fight. They just need to get everything set for the final act.
When I arrived at the apartment, Illyana was already at home. She didn't look very happy, she was staring at a book, her face visibly frustrated.
"This doesn't make sense, how can they follow these methods?" she said, tapping the table with one of her hands. She then closed the book. Moving closer to my girlfriend, I was able to read what was on the cover.
[X-Men Fighting Guide, by Charles Francis Xavier Phd ]
he put Phd in a book for the X-men?
Putting my hand on Illyana's back, I gently asked what was going on.
"What book is that? Can I see?" I said, then laughed, "So that's where the X-men's secret techniques are?"
Illyana took a deep breath, then she looked at me with her face still a little worried. "Yeah, it's a book about the strategies used by the team. No, I don't think you should be reading this. Anyway, this is just bullshit"
The way she said it made me raise an eyebrow. "Well, it looks like you're being forced to conform to their fighting style"
Lya nodded. "Yes, today they needed my help for a mission. My methods were a little different. Charles was watching the terrorists' movements, he knew they were about to kill the hostages. But instead of acting, he waited for the dust to settle"
Crossing my arms, I wondered what she would do. "So you used your teleportation to take out the hostages and then engaged in combat?"
Illyana clapped one hand on the other "Yes! I ended up cutting the hand of one of the terrorists in the process, but at least all the hostages were saved"
Xavier probably wanted to attack when the enemies were calmer and less prepared for a confrontation. But following a strategy process is a bit tiring for Illyana, who can always rely on her powers and technique.
At least she didn't kill anyone today, that would have been a PR problem for the X-men.
In the comics, Illyana has always been an energetic and somewhat out-of-control girl, so you'd think she'd take out her traumas in combat with her explosive strength. I thought that her time in the monastery would give her a bit more combat control, but that still seems to be a problem.
Now that Lya was frustrated, it would be a little difficult to talk to her about the next confrontation. If she ended up acting like this, without limits, it would probably weaken Strange's precise plan.
Well, Strange knows that could happen. Maybe he wanted it to. Did he look at all the possibilities of this plan? Just like in Endgame, it would make me sleep a little easier.
. . .
When Illyana had calmed down, I began the difficult conversation. I sat down next to her on the bed and, taking a deep breath, began to speak.
"Stephen told me that he's going to need your help, specifically the Soul Sword." I tried to explain everything in a single sentence, simplifying the justifications I would have to give in the future.
Instead of seeming surprised, Illyana actually understood the situation and responded immediately. "I can't lend the Soul Sword to someone else, but I don't see a problem with helping with the plan"
That was a relief, and I'm glad she was at a good time. I'm sure the answer would have been different if she had been at that time of the month. Stretching out my arms, I slipped my hand around her waist with a small smile of relief.
"I was nervous to tell you this, Stephen and Wong are putting too much expectation on me," I commented, as I slowly pulled her to me.
When I finally managed to hug her, I realized how delicious Illyana's perfume was. That sweet scent was enveloping my body, making me even more clingy and amorous.
"It's obvious that they're going to have high expectations, you're one of the best students in the monastery," she replied.
I looked up, thinking about it for a moment. Before I could give an answer, Illyana kissed me on the cheek. With a cheeky grin, she said "You're just way too good in everything you do"
Is she talking about sex? God, I hope she's talking about sex.
With one hand, she pulled down her shirt, revealing a little more of her neck. At that moment, I think I understood what Dracula felt, I was drawn to that neck like Tony Stark drawn to money.
Jumping on top of my girlfriend, I began to undress her.
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[ To be Continued in MCRS #18 ]
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