But you must hear them, father -- or have you forgotten that I posses the Sacred Trident -- made of Netheranium, the one substance which can sap you of your powers?!
I dare not divert the focus of my psychic energy away from my Trident... for only by sending my flame thru it jet-like can I soar thru the air unaided.
The day is tinged with sadness -- and triumph, as well. Foes were conquered and the truth faced. The world will go on, woman. You will endure. For in body and spirit -- you are an Avenger.
There have been warnings and ill omens recently. Portents of a cataclysm to come. Not of this world but of its distant twin in the multiverse. ... Here's your answer. A parting gift of bitter truth! Learn well, novice sorcerer, and quickly! Your time has almost run, and the Phoenix will soon be upon your world!
Ive been keeping an eye on you and you friends from afar, and I'm here to tell you...those rules that apply to Strange and his ilk? Don't apply to me. I can cure your friend's cancer with a twitch of my nose. ... All it would cost is your soul, Patsy.
Splendid. If the Ghost Rider is here, then we must officially have a supernatural cluster#@*$ on our hands. You didn't happen to see the Anti-Christ run by here, did you?
Since the dawn of humanity, dead souls have collected in the netherworlds. Generations upon generations...now awakened! AND IN THE THRALL OF THE CHAOS KING!
I hope you dregs and slackers appreciate what these people just did for you today. They saved your lives! They saved the world! Not metaphorically. Actually! And they're not even going to come out and take a bow. You get me? The world gets to turn one more day and it's because of them. So you better go do something a hell of a lot more meaningful than watching reality TV and fighting over your seat on the bus. You'd better appreciate it.
History's oldest cold war... is about to heat up. There are no sidelines anymore. Someone is looking to end this war... and all the players in it. The big questions are who and what they hope to gain.
Since the dawn of humanity, dead souls have collected in the netherworlds. Generations upon generations... now awakened! AND IN THE THRALL OF THE CHAOS KING!
She's divine, a goddess of sex and magic, and she's always known how to get what she wants. Desiring a child, she found Osiris' body and managed to get a rise out of him even though he was dead.
Last night I experienced an odd fever dream...I saw a blizzard of darkness piercing the veil of our physical plane. A hivemind of evil...soulless and wretched and laser-focused...they are a virus and they must be dealt with before their infection spreads.