Wounded in a fight for the first time in her life, Marlow was hurt and angry, and smelling her own charred skin through the burnt edges of her shirt.
She got to her feet and looked around. Mindless Ones gone, time to see who else needed help. Her eyes widened at the new threat. "Doctor Strange, you said the sword had to be broken into pieces."
When she didn't get answer, she looked back. "Doctor Strange?"
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