Marvel: My Sign-in System

Wanda woke the dreamer with a single word.

The realization hit everyone like a bolt of lightning. Tony even clapped his hands in excitement, speaking quickly.

"Yes! Odin, the All-Father, rules the Nine Realms. His power alone is enough to deter those with evil intent."

"But," he added with a frown, "Odin has entered his twilight. That person—whoever's behind this—isn't sure of Odin's condition. They're testing the waters, trying to figure out how much time he has left."

As the words left his mouth, Tony caught himself, glancing at Thor with an apologetic expression.

Thor, however, didn't seem offended. He gave a small nod, acknowledging the truth of Tony's statement. "It's fine. My father's time is limited—that's no insult, just fact."

"But what about the guardians of Earth?" Thor asked, shifting his concern. "Are they in a similar state?"

All eyes turned to Wanda, waiting for her response.

"I can't say for certain," she replied, her tone carefully neutral. "But according to what I've heard, the Ancient One is nearing the end of her time as well." Wanda's words were vague, deliberately avoiding naming the Ancient One directly, but they carried enough weight to confirm the theory.

Thor's face hardened with anger. "So this mastermind covets something, and instead of acting openly, they manipulate Loki into doing their dirty work. Cowards." He clenched his fists. "Loki is being used as a pawn in a conspiracy that could engulf both Asgard and Earth in war. This is unforgivable."

Tony, ever the strategist, spoke up. "If this mastermind is afraid of Odin and Earth's guardians, that tells us something important: their power isn't as strong as they'd like us to think."

"Their power isn't the problem," Wanda interjected, her lips curving into a faint smile. "It's what—or who—they're ignoring."

The room fell silent as everyone's attention shifted to her. Wanda shrugged innocently. "I think they've underestimated us."

By "us," it was clear she meant herself, Sergei, and the others—powerful individuals who weren't quite on Odin's level but were formidable nonetheless. And then there was Leon.

Thor, catching Wanda's unspoken point, nodded thoughtfully. "Leon reminds me of my father."

Coming from the son of Odin, the comparison carried significant weight. While Leon might not rival Odin directly, he was strong enough to make any potential adversary think twice.

"If this mastermind hasn't accounted for Leon," Thor said, his voice low, "they've made a serious miscalculation."

Wanda tilted her head slightly, glancing at Tony. Despite her fondness for teasing him, she had to admit that his intellect was unparalleled. Leon's high praise of Tony—calling him one of the most brilliant minds in human history—flashed in her mind. It made her grin inwardly, though she quickly brushed the thought aside.

Thor interrupted her musings. "Heimdall is monitoring Loki and the Chitauri vanguard fleet, but it's massive—hundreds of thousands, maybe even millions strong. They're not making any big moves yet, but I suspect they're planning something."

"I've summoned the gods and mobilized Asgard's defenses to the highest level," Thor continued, "but that puts us in a defensive position. It's too passive."

Wanda's eyes lit up. "You're suggesting we infiltrate their army ourselves?"

Thor nodded. "Yes. I tried to capture Loki earlier, but the sheer size of his forces—and the power of that scepter—made it impossible. I need time, and I need help."

Tony blinked, looking incredulous. "Wait. Are you seriously suggesting that a handful of us take on an army of hundreds of thousands—maybe millions—and capture Loki?"

Thor's serious nod was all the answer he gave.

Logan, casually puffing on a cigar, smirked. "I like your style, big guy. If you can solve my little vacuum problem, count me in."

Thor chuckled. "Thank you, my friend, but you're right—the battlefield is in space. I'll make sure to invite you to Asgard for a drink next time."

Logan grinned. "I'll hold you to that."

Tony, meanwhile, seemed intrigued. "As much as I'd love to join in, my armor isn't built for space combat. Looks like I'll need to add that to the next development project."

"Perhaps you should meet the dwarves," Thor suggested with a laugh. "Their craftsmanship might inspire you."

Tony's eyes lit up at the mention of the legendary dwarven forges. "You've got a deal. Next time, introduce me."

Bringing the conversation back on track, Wanda said, "I'll summon Sergei and the others. Let's make some plans."

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