Stark Tower, New York.
Loki held the Mind Scepter and slowly walked toward the edge of the platform, as his clothes changed back into his previous royal style that looked like he was wearing horns.
Loki spread his arms wide, ecstatically welcoming the densely packed Chitauri soldiers outside who were continuously attacking Earth.
"At last, the moment has come!"
The scene Loki had hoped for finally appeared before his eyes.
Tony, Iron Man, stood to the side and silently watched.
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Temple in New York.
"What's going on outside?"
Clea put down the magic book, walked to the window, looked outside and shouted.
"Amora! Amora! Come look! What is this!!"
Clea didn't know about the so-called Chitauri, but this image of invasion was very familiar to her.
If the Chitauri didn't look so strange, Clea would've wondered if Dormammu was launching an attack!
"What's wrong?"
Amora came over suspiciously, looked outside, and was then horrified by the scene in the sky over New York.
"So… this is what Loki was doing!?" Amora muttered as she realized.
"Loki again?"
"I'm going outside!"
Amora said she had to go out to help, or even stop Loki!
After all, whatever Loki gained from invading Earth, her own status and power would be entangled with it!
That's why Amora concluded that if she wanted to stay peacefully on Earth and stay by Alaric's side, she also had to help!
"You're going outside? I'm coming too!!"
Clea hurried after her.
"No!"
Amora shouted back.
"Why not? I'm a mage too!"
"Yes, you're a mage, but you're too weak!"
Amora said, you're so weak it's better if you just guard the house!
Otherwise, if something happens to you, Alaric will probably cut me in half!
And that's something Amora definitely doesn't want to experience.
"Where am I weak!?"
As the two of them pushed and shoved, the temple door opened.
"Is Alaric here? Hey, who are you?"
A white figure fell from the sky onto the street.
"Alaric went out, but… who are you?"
Clea and Amora suspiciously looked at Gwen, who had rushed in.
"I'm Spider-Woman! Who are you? Why are you in Alaric's house?!"
Gwen looked suspiciously at the two beautiful women and asked.
"We just moved in, I'm Clea, and this is Amora."
Clea introduced herself.
Gwen:???
Gwen had come looking for Alaric for help.
She was just doing her usual work a while ago.
Then suddenly, a strong light pierced the sky, opened a spatial rift, and a bunch of aliens appeared.
Gwen felt that things were serious and she couldn't handle it alone, so she rushed over here, not expecting that Alaric wasn't home, but two women were walking out of his house.
And they said they "just moved in"!
Come on!
Gwen had come and gone a thousand times, never even thought of moving in, and you two, just move in nicely!
What kind of "moving in" is this, it's an occupation!
"You're Alaric's girlfriend… No, what is Alaric to you?"
Gwen asked, then realized she'd slipped up, and quickly corrected herself.
"I'm Alaric's student, I came to learn magic from him," Clea replied.
"Hmm… I'm the servant of Lord Alaric."
Amora squinted and smiled, and her fine instinct immediately caught that this girl calling herself Spider-Woman clearly had feelings for Alaric.
"Ala–ric's… what? Servant, servant, SERVANT!?"
Gwen was speechless and looked Amora up and down, seductive, slim.
She thought: what kind of servant is this!?
Or maybe she meant magically?
Clea came for magic, Gwen could understand that.
But what kind of servant!?
"Alright, we'll talk about this later, I'm going."
Amora looked up at the sky and said impatiently.
"Okay, we'll talk later, I'm going too to help!"
Gwen nodded and started off.
"I'm going too!" shouted Clea.
"You're staying home!!" Amora snapped.
If her powers worked on women, she would've already enchanted her to sit quietly and not cause trouble.
"Why can she go!" Clea protested and pointed at Gwen.
Gwen: "???"
"I'm a superhero!"
Gwen sits at home and problems fall from the sky.
They just met!
If you can't go outside, what's that got to do with her!?
"Then I can go too… huh?"
The temple doors suddenly opened, and a man walked out, interrupting Clea.
The Ancient One stepped outside and looked mildly confused at the three noisy girls at the door.
"Who are you?"
The Ancient One asked suspiciously.
She had already sensed the chaos in New York and came to check, and the moment she arrived at the temple, she heard the commotion at the door.
"Who are you!?" x3
Gwen, Clea, and Amora all looked at the Ancient One and spoke in unison.
"… I'm Alaric's teacher. And you are?"
If the Ancient One remembered correctly, Alaric's girlfriend was named Jane and should currently be in London.
Then, the temple also accepted Clea, who had fled from the Dark Dimension, allegedly Strange's future wife.
But besides those two, now two more!?
What the hell is Alaric doing?
"Hello, teacher!" All three bowed at the same time.
"I'm Gwen!" Gwen removed her mask.
"You're Gwen!? I heard about you from Alaric!" Clea exclaimed.
"I'm Clea! Alaric's student!"
"I'm Amora, from Asgard."
As soon as they heard that the Ancient One was Alaric's teacher, they instinctively reacted like facing an elder, and each introduced herself.
"…"
The Ancient One looked at the three girls in front of her, each beautiful in her own way, and fell silent.
Should she say that Alaric is lucky, or that he's wild?
And how the hell does he manage to meet so many amazing women!?
"So, what were you arguing about?"
"Teacher! I'm going to stop Loki's plan, but Clea insists on coming with me and I can't talk her out of it!"
Amora quickly reported.
"I understand. Clea stays. The rest of you do what you need to."
The Ancient One nodded.
She had already heard from Alaric that Clea was weak, so since she was already here, it was better to keep her under her eye.
Easier to protect her.
"Thank you, teacher!!" Amora said gratefully and quickly flew off.
"Goodbye, teacher!!" Gwen put her mask back on, shot a web, and swung off through the city.
"Teacher! I also want to help…" Clea looked sadly as the two of them left.
"I heard you're from the Dark Dimension and came to Alaric to learn magic?"
The Ancient One asked.
"Ah… yes… but I'm a good person!"
Clea suddenly remembered that Alaric was a Kamar-Taj mage, so his teacher must also be a white mage.
Surely she wouldn't throw her out!!
"Don't worry, I won't throw you out. I'm just saying if you want to learn magic, I can teach you too. Now is the perfect time."
The Ancient One smiled.
"Really!? Please, teach me!!"