Marvel: Summoning Xandar.

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The grass swayed with every gentle breeze that passed, in a fleeting movement full of tranquility and peace, with insects alighting on every flower they saw, and amid a large field, rose under the light of two stars, suns, small in comparison to the sun of the solar system, gave their warm light across the field.

"Clanck!"

A loud noise shattered the calm that had been present on the field, changing the scene into a medieval-style sword fight, the soldiers of both sides, clad in shining armor and red cloaks behind their backs, against an army made up of several different races.

And while the presence of two suns in itself would give the necessary evidence, then such an army of races other than humans would show that such a fight was not present on Earth. At the center of the fight, a man was fighting with a woman. The woman, using spells and incantations avoided all the attacks of the man who used a hammer.

The man, handsome, with blond hair and a tall stature, launched strong attacks with his hammer, occasionally summoning lightning and thunderbolts from the sky to hurt the woman. With pure fury and mixed emotions showing on his face with each blow thrown.

"Your era of tyranny ends here Amora!" shouted Thor, the god of thunder, charging a mighty bolt of lightning with the aid of his hammer towards the woman. However, a minion of Amora's stepped in just in time for the blow to miss her, but still, Amora was sent flying a few feet away.

Thor, not wanting to give Amora a chance, prepared another attack to kill her, only for Amora to smile as she waved her hands; "I'll be back!" she shouted, then teleported to God knows where. Leaving behind a desolate and furious Thor.

"AHHHH!" Thor shouted in frustration, as he fell to one knee, she had escaped again, Amora, the woman he had once loved, if he loved her in the first place, or was this another of her machinations of power and grandeur?

She, in her lust for power, bewitched the minds of the guards guarding Odin's vault, so that she could steal the treasures that were in the place, but for the Destroyer guarding the vault, she would have succeeded.

And so, she was captured, but Thor loved her, and intervening in her trial, managed not to kill her, but had to see her exiled from Asgard. Those events had occurred ninety years ago, and until now, Thor hadn't seen her again, only not in the way he wanted, his father, the father of all, had commissioned him to organize a raid against a large band of bandits who had been plaguing various regions of the nine realms.

And he, as a prince of Asgard, and a lover of war, gladly accepted, but at no time did he think that the head of it all was the woman he once loved several decades ago.

Observing the battlefield, he glimpsed how the fight was over, with Amora's escape, all her minions were released from her mind control, causing them to stop fighting, so seeing that his task was done, he decided to leave.

"Heimdall" called Thor to his cab, only to have a rainbow beam fall on him, transporting him back home.

When the rainbow's gaze dimmed, he saw how he was now in a circular, observatory-like room, with a dark man wearing golden armor and carrying a greatsword, which he was drawing from a mechanism beneath him.

Heimdall, the all-seeing one, greeted the prince with respect as he informed him that his father was waiting for him in the throne room. Upon arriving at the throne room, he was greeted by a large room, with walls of pure gold, strong and massive columns, as well as an older, one-eyed man seated on a beautiful, large throne made of gold.

The king of Asgard, Odin, the father of all and protector of the nine realms, was a supremely powerful character, or so it was said, wielder of the gungnir spear, the ultimate weapon of the gods. He greeted Thor, who came to him with a defeated countenance.

"Father" greeted Thor, kneeling in front of his father, as a wistful look came over his face for a moment.

"She has escaped, the cause of all this senseless rebellion, you have allowed your feelings to get in the way of your mission, so I have decided to leave you out of this, the berserkers will take over from now on" Odin, without a hint of remorse or concern for his son's mental state, gave him the last blow his body could take.

"But father, let me do it..." said Thor, only to get a hard look from Odin, "It is settled, you have been too involved in this, it is time for you to take a break... go to your mother, she longs to see you." Odin dismissed Thor, who had no strength to resist any longer, he more than anything knew that if his father made up his mind, even he, as well as his mother, could not make him change his mind.

After Thor left, Odin looked in a specific part of the room, and letting out a sigh, he looked sadly at Thor while he was leaving, and then nodded and said: "find her by all means, and when you do, send the berserker, I want that witch dead"...

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While that was happening, Amora was walking in the middle of a large forest, her last move had taken its toll on her, the portal had taken her to an unknown place, but she was still in the nine realms, as she still felt the magic of Yggdrasil in the air.

So while trying to heal her wounds, she decided to look for some civilization where she could find information on where she was. The forest she was in was huge, with thick trees reaching impressive heights, now and then he would see meadows full of glowing mushrooms, along with red-colored cows with mushrooms growing on their bodies.

It wasn't hours after a long walk that she came across a part of the forest where there were thousands of spider web nets, which painted the picture like a horror thriller, which together with the moonlight in the sky, made Amora tense up, as her sense of danger increased.

Soon, Amora came across a banner, with red and black colors on it, and in the center a black spider with several red eyes, with gold lettering underneath.

'Silk spider beware, danger'.

The peculiar thing about the banner was its shaft, which was made of a strange metal, that glowed a pale silver hue, but what was fantastic was not the color, but what the metal gave off, something I had only seen on Thor's hammer, but in the case of the hammer, this shaft did not contain magic and ancient runes, but something more pure, as if it were in front of the key to life.

Deciding that the surprises might be even better, she kept walking a little further, until his walk was stopped by a tall metal fence, which glowed with fluorescent colors. 'Magic,' was Amora's thought, feeling the strong boost of energy the metal fence gave off. Along with the lethal buzzing sound it gave off.

Running her palm over the fence, Amora made out a bit of the function of the enchantments, and the result surprised her, the enchantments had several functions, and although they had simple functions, the method they made to interpose the enchantments on top of each other, and not have them clash with each other, but rather complement each other and work together and in sync, made Amora surprised, as that participant of the enchantments must have been someone well versed and knowledgeable to accomplish such a feat of such magnitude.

"Click, click!"

Several small crashing sounds suddenly began to be heard, alerting Amora, who put aside her analysis of the strange metal fence and its enchantments, and then looked ahead, where several large blood-red eyes were watching her.

The many eyes seemed to have a sense of wisdom, and watched Amora like prey, with no remorse or guilt for the possible event happening to her at the handiwork of the red-eyed owners.

"Chiiii!" a high-pitched shriek startled Amora, as the front of the fence lit up, while a faint to burning flesh. Thanks to her enhanced vision, Amora watched as a huge black spider licked one of its legs.

"Who's there!" Suddenly, several people reached Amora, wearing armor that glowed with the same radiance from the fence that stopped the spider's attack moments before. "You shouldn't be here, you're not authorized to be near spider breeding grounds."