"Don't—don't—don't get upset. Just listen to first."
Lucas imdiately tried to calm Wanda down.
If she lost control here, the whole building might not survive. She was now officially part of the agency, which ant Moogle no longer treated her as a threat and wouldn't activate the barrier against her.
Wanda's eyes were filled with tears.
She didn't say a word, but her expression alone made Lucas's heart twist uncomfortably.
"Well… actually, it's like this…"
Lucas repeated everything he had discussed with the Ancient One earlier—his plan to send Wanda to Kamar-Taj so she could learn to control the chaos power inside her.
Only then did Wanda's mood shift from stormy to rely cloudy.
She glared at Lucas but said nothing.
The violent aura around her faded, though she still looked far from happy.
"I'll go visit you. And you won't be gone long. The Ancient One said your talent is exceptional—maybe ten days or half a month at most. You're not going there to study full magic, just to learn how to control your powers. It won't take long, I promise."
Lucas gently reassured her.
Ever since he brought Wanda back, they had never been apart for more than a week.
He knew how dependent she had beco on him.
"…Okay then~~ I'll study hard. I'll try to co back as soon as I can.
But you're not allowed to abandon ~~"
Wanda looked pitiful, eyes shimring as if pearls were about to fall.
Lucas didn't dare anger this little goddess.
He imdiately agreed and even promised he'd never leave her in his entire life.
Only then did Wanda finally break into a smile.
When Lucas left Wanda's apartnt, he was drenched in cold sweat.
Chaos magic was no joke—terrifying, even.
The sooner she learned control, the better.
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The next morning, Wanda woke up early and began packing her luggage.
But before she was done, Skye burst into the room in panic.
"I heard from that damned Lucas that you're leaving?!"
Skye's anxious face made Wanda chuckle softly.
After spending so much ti together—Gwen included—the girls had already beco best friends.
Skye hadn't even waited for Lucas to explain properly before rushing over.
After Wanda's explanation, Skye finally relaxed and helped her pack.
After breakfast, Lucas took Wanda and headed toward the New York Sanctum.
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The New York Sanctum was one of the three anchor points of Earth's protective barrier—
New York, London, and Hong Kong.
With the three Sanctums as the nodes, they ford a massive mystical shield preventing dinsional invasions.
But the barrier was too large, and many loopholes existed—
like the Door Dinsion that Man-Thing guarded,
or the cosmic node Loki once slipped through.
Each Sanctum was connected to Kamar-Taj, the central hub.
Within each Sanctum, there were fixed portals leading directly to Kamar-Taj, as well as nurous portals connecting to different parts of Earth.
To ordinary people, the New York Sanctum was invisible—appearing only as an unremarkable building.
Only sorcerers or magic-sensitive people could see it for what it truly was.
At the entrance, Lucas and Wanda looked up at the gigantic circular skylight—
a defining feature of each Sanctum and a tool for observing the barrier's condition.
The guardian of the New York Sanctum seed to already know they were coming and opened the door.
"Mr. Norman, the Sorcerer Supre instructed to welco you."
He invited Lucas and Wanda inside.
The mont they entered, the grand staircase ca into view.
Everything was exactly like Lucas rembered from the movies—magical artifacts everywhere, and countless mysterious rooms leading to various worlds, so extrely dangerous.
"Please follow ."
The guardian led them to the second floor.
And there it was—the iconic red cloak that would one day belong to Doctor Strange.
It was inside a display case, polishing the glass out of boredom.
When it noticed Lucas looking, it imdiately stopped its task and turned toward him, as if sizing him up.
But what shocked Lucas most was…
Not far from the red cloak stood a blue cloak, crafted and patterned exactly the sa.
Yet the blue cloak didn't spare Lucas a single glance.
It simply bobbed and swayed inside its case—almost like it was dancing to music only it could hear.
Lucas knew the red cloak—Strange's legendary Cloak of Levitation.
But the blue one?
He had never heard of a second cloak.
He walked up to the blue cloak, curious.
As he got close, the cloak waved its "hand" irritably, as if trying to shoo him away.
Lucas stared at it. Except for the color, it was identical to the red one.
The blue cloak grew impatient.
It started smacking the glass and driving Lucas back, refusing to let him step within a ter of its case.
Lucas raised his hands and stepped back.
Only then did the cloak calm down and resu its dance routine.
Lucas shrugged.
He knew magical artifacts in the Sanctum chose their own masters—and the blue cloak clearly disliked him.
Didn't even want him near it.
What Lucas didn't know was that his unique magical aura could be sensed by all magical relics.
Those relics used aura resonance to determine compatibility.
And Lucas's magic was nothing like the mages of Kamar-Taj.
His magic ca from the summoned beasts granted by his system—creatures once known as Barbarian Gods.
Barbarian Gods wielded raw, untad, primordial magic—
wild, destructive, and completely unrefined.
Lucas's magic reflected that perfectly.
Every spell he cast was aggressively destructive.
Even the wind from Garuda was not a gentle breeze—but a violent storm.
And Ramuh's lightning was even more ferocious than Thor's—pure, elental annihilation.
The blue cloak sensed this brutal magical nature—
and absolutely hated it.
Lucas, however, thought the cloak simply disliked him for not being a Kamar-Taj mage.
"Why are there two cloaks?"
Lucas asked the guardian, puzzled.
In his mory of the MCU, there had only ever been one Cloak of Levitation.
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