Game in Marvel

"Hmph if they come for me, I will teach them a lesson." Keira said. 

"Yes, but what will you do when innocents are in the crossfire? For example, coerce you to spill your secrets while holding a hostage?" Liam asked. This made both of the women silent, and even Vesemir didn't expect such question from Liam. From what he was understanding, this world had its won quirks. Just as theirs.

"If they try to harm innocents, we will stop them, even if it meant giving ourselves up," Triss said. Keira nodded at Triss's words—for the first time, she had acknowledged what Triss said, though she had her reservations too . Both of them seemed a bit eager now that Liam had spoken of his fears. At first, they had thought these people were trying to morally kidnap them and take them to their world.

But now it seemed that Liam had his own reservations, and they realized he wasn't trying to take them away. If it wasn't necessary, he wouldn't even invite them. After all, Liam was right—they were all anomalies.

"We will never harm folks who don't deserve it," Keira said, now curious after hearing Liam speak about the dangers of his world.

"What did you mean when you spoke of the temptation of becoming a god?" Vesemir asked.

"Natasha and Steve are new to the knowledge of our world, and even I have limited knowledge, but what I can tell you is that our world is more dangerous than yours could ever be. So think again if you truly want to settle in our place," Liam said, "so there will be temptation of bigger power too." 

"There is nothing free in this world." Triss said as she knew what she had lost learning magic. Infertility was one of them.

"Glad that you know." Liam said, and without another word, he opened a black-colored portal

Triss and Keira's eyes widened when they saw Liam perform magic. Until now, Liam had never shown this ability.

"Wait—you can do magic?" Triss asked.

"This isn't magic. This is our portal to my world. I can open and close it as I wish. This is one of my, uh... inherent abilities," Liam said.

"But a portal is magic," Keira said.

"No. You can make portals with technology too," Liam corrected them. The two women still had their doubts.

"Master Vesemir, are you coming?"

"No. Uma will be alone, and besides, the other two witchers might return while you three are gone. Someone has to take care of the castle and repair the damage," Vesemir said.

Keira and Triss hesitated.

"You both should go. Maybe it will calm you down," Vesemir insisted. He had been dealing with a headache trying to keep these two fiery women from tearing Kaer Morhen apart, which was why he suggested they go visit Liam's world in the first place.

"Hmph..." Triss and Keira both looked away from each other.

Liam could only sigh and signal them to step in. He was also growing irritated. His learning process had stopped, and if this continued, he would have to replace Uma with Avallac'h.

He needed to confirm if Vesemir's previous words were true and find a way to channel his dead or suppressed emotions. Plus, he missed home a bit too, and Tony had already contacted him once Steve and Natasha arrived.

He needed some items from their world, so Liam would have to go home anyway.

As Liam stepped through the portal, Triss and Keira hesitated for only a moment before following him. They felt the same feeling they had when they would cross through portals. 

The moment they emerged, the portal behind them flickered and collapsed, vanishing into thin air.

Triss and Keira found themselves standing in an immense hall, one unlike anything they had ever seen before. The room was vast, with towering glass walls that stretched from floor to ceiling, offering a breathtaking view of a sprawling cityscape. It was night thus lights blinked from the many buildings outside, illuminating the streets below in a sea of color. Strange, metal contraptions moved swiftly through the roads, and the sky was lined with glowing billboards that displayed images and texts in a language unfamiliar to them.

The interior of the hall was just as astonishing. The floor beneath them was smooth and polished, reflecting the ambient glow of hidden lighting along the walls and ceiling. The architecture was sleek and modern, with a mixture of dark metal, glass, and some material that appeared almost magical in its perfection. 

"This place is enormous." Keira turned in a slow circle, taking in the impossible sight.

"So this is your world?" Triss sighed as she said that. 

"Welcome to Stark Tower." Liam said. 

"Stark.." Triss was about to ask when a smooth, almost human-like voice echoed throughout the room.

"Welcome back sir." 

Keira stiffened at the disembodied voice, her hand twitching toward her magic reserves, while Triss simply frowned in confusion.

"Relax. That's just J.A.R.V.I.S. He's not a spirit—he's… well, let's just say he's a very advanced golem that talks." Liam chuckled. Keira and Triss exchanged skeptical glances, clearly not convinced.

"Fascinating," Triss murmured, tilting her head as if trying to detect any magical essence in the voice.

"JARVIS where is Pepper? Call her and say that we are here." Liam said. 

"I have already informed her. She is on her way." 

As Liam, Triss, and Keira stood in the grand hall of Stark Tower, the smooth metal doors at the far end slid open. From the corridor beyond, a familiar woman stepped in—Pepper Potts. She was dressed in a sleek white blazer and navy trousers, her red hair neatly tied back in a ponytail.

"Well, look who's finally back," Pepper said, her lips curving into a small smile as she approached Liam. Before Liam could respond, from the side of Pepper, a massive figure leaped forward—a wolf, its fur a mix of silver and deep gray. With a gleam in its eyes, the beast charged toward Liam with shocking speed.