Elsewhere, in a warehouse located somewhere within the city and owned by Stark Industries.
The warehouse was in a different location from their Industrial site; filled with the remnants and scrap parts of extremely old airships, left to gather dust and rust over time.
Ethan was waiting in this massive space. Right in front of him was a large circle, enough to fit a fighting ring, drawn across the floor.
Then, suddenly, the shadows shifted slightly beside him and Isabella stepped out from it.
"I've got them," she said, looking a bit worn from all that shadow traveling across the city.
Ethan simply nodded and pointed toward the circle. "Put them there."
Isabella then stretched her hand and a dark pool formed within the circle, spitting them out one after the other.
Four bodies thrown onto the ground, coughing, disoriented, and struggling to understand what had just happened.
