Despite the Ancient One's overwhelming power—no one on Earth could truly threaten her—Lucas wasn't the type to gossip aimlessly.
Even so, once those sorcerers chose to reveal themselves, that would be their business.
Whatever reaction S.H.I.E.L.D. might have, Lucas trusted the Ancient One already had a plan.
Coulson saw Lucas wasn't willing to elaborate further, so he didn't continue pressing.
Everyone's attention returned to the matter of the vampires.
Lucas continued, "I know their nest is a manor. I just don't know exactly where—only that it's in the middle of a forest."
He sketched the rough appearance of the manor.
Earlier, when speaking with the Ancient One, she had shown him the image projected by the Eye of Agamotto.
It was an old, massive estate surrounded by withered trees—just like those abandoned manors straight out of a 19th-century horror film.
"I'll have my people investigate immediately."
Coulson photographed Lucas's sketch with his phone.
Skye also scanned it into her computer to run image comparisons online.
But matching would take time. Until results came back, all they could do was wait.
"There's one more thing. Blade said he invited an expert on vampires to help us. But we still haven't seen this person. Keep an eye out."
Frank glanced at Coulson.
S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence network was massive, and since Blade claimed this person would come, he knew Blade wouldn't lie.
He mainly didn't want S.H.I.E.L.D. accidentally shooting an ally.
"Who is it?"
Coulson asked.
"No idea."
"Male or female?"
"No idea."
Coulson was speechless.
Not even gender? How were they supposed to 'keep an eye out'?
Were they supposed to investigate every single person who walked by?
"Don't stress over it. If Blade brought this expert in, they'll show up at the right moment."
Matt wasn't concerned.
He trusted Blade—if Blade said someone was reliable, then they wouldn't disappoint.
They waited in the office for a while, and during that time Lucas once again became everyone's personal chef, serving a free, lavish meal.
The famously stingy Lucas was dying inside.
Just as everyone was enjoying the food, Lucas's phone rang—Tony was calling.
"Hey, kid~ Miss your Uncle Tony lately~~~?"
Tony's voice was as annoying as ever. Lucas wanted to punch him through the phone.
"Yeah yeah, I missed you so much I almost fell asleep. What, too bored to tinker with your useless suits today?"
Lucas fired back immediately.
This was how he and Tony communicated—constant mutual roasting.
Pepper once said they were equally foul-mouthed and perfectly suited for each other.
Lucas and Tony weren't just used to this—they needed it.
If they didn't insult each other at least a little, something felt off.
"What kind of nonsense is that? My suits are top-tier. In fact, the one specifically designed to deal with you is almost done. You'll be kneeling and crying when I'm finished with you!"
Tony kept running his mouth.
Thanks to vibranium and the Destroyer scraps Lucas had given him earlier, Tony's suits had advanced drastically.
He had even created a vibranium suit ahead of schedule, along with a suit specialized in countering magic—named the Destroyer Armor.
However, this Destroyer Armor wasn't nearly as monstrous as the one from the comics, because it lacked the key components—Odin's blessing and rune enchantments.
For now, it could only absorb magical energy and convert it to power.
"The gear you wanted is ready. Come pick it up."
That was Tony's real reason for calling.
He had finished everything Lucas requested—and upgraded it too.
He was, after all, a perfectionist and tech fanatic.
"So fast? Not bad, Stark~"
Lucas hadn't expected such efficiency.
He assumed the vibranium-Uru alloy process would take months to perfect.
"Of course! I'm Tony Stark—the smartest man on this planet!"
Tony laughed with hands on his hips, acting like the king of creation.
"Not now. I'm in the middle of something. In a few days."
"Huh? Something fun and you didn't invite me? Tell me—let your Uncle Tony hear it."
Tony was itching for action.
After days locked in the lab, even Pepper complained he'd grow mushrooms if he stayed there any longer.
"Vampires popped up in Hell's Kitchen. We're discussing a plan."
Lucas stated plainly.
"For real? And you didn't call me? Perfect—I'll grab a few specimens to study. I'm not a biologist, but come on, it's me—Tony Stark!!"
Tony's excitement spiked.
It was also a perfect chance to test his new suit.
"Wait for me. I'm heading over now—and I'll bring your gear. You'll love it."
He hung up instantly, suited up in his newly developed vibranium armor, grabbed Lucas's equipment, and blasted off.
This new vibranium model, designated Mark X, was Tony's secret weapon.
He decided to show it off today.
It retained the classic flashy red-and-gold color scheme.
The chest housed a hexagonal arc reactor.
With vibranium incorporated, the suit was even lighter than earlier models, dramatically boosting maneuverability. Combined with vibranium's properties, it became a top-tier offensive and defensive machine.
Soon, a thunderous boom echoed outside Lucas's office, and a red-and-gold figure plunged from the sky.
Pedestrians screamed, filmed, and begged for autographs.
Tony waved stylishly and, still in his armor, walked inside.
"Hey, folks~ hope I'm not late!!"
The armor opened, and Tony stepped out in a black compression suit, looking annoyingly smug.
The armor sealed itself again and followed like a personal bodyguard.
"That the newest suit?"
Lucas immediately crowded around it, examining every angle, tapping and touching it, eyes full of curiosity.
"Of course. Vibranium alloy. Way better than that antique shield of Captain America's."
The suit carried two large cases—Lucas's ordered equipment.
Everyone's gaze fixed on Tony's armor.
No surprise—this was an Iron Man suit.
The ultimate male fantasy.
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