Chapter 89 : Battle against Fake Wanda
Sanctum Sanctorum - Main Hall
The grand hall of the Sanctum Sanctorum stood eerily silent. The chandelier above flickered and swayed, casting erratic shadows against the towering walls. The temperature had plummeted sharply, and an unnatural chill filled the air.
"Enough with the theatrics. Come out already!"
Finn lifted his head slightly, his voice cutting through the silence as he called out toward the darkness beyond.
As expected, his suspicions were correct.
The appearance of the imposter witch was no coincidence—her target was America Chavez.
Everything was falling into place, confirming his worst fears.
"She's here again..."
Wanda Maximoff furrowed her brows, her striking features marred with concern. Her crimson-tinged fingers curled instinctively, glowing with raw energy, ready to strike at a moment's notice.
After the last encounter, she had come to understand the sheer power of her dark counterpart. This wasn't something to take lightly.
"Everyone, stay alert."