“Whoever declared a race for things as conseqiential and dangerous as the Infinity Stones is irredeemably stupid. And unforgivably reckless.” #FORTHESTONES
“If you say so,” Strange offhandedly chirped.
“I'd banish them to the Void Dimension, and let them talk out their issues with the Blanker Sharks. But that's a personal preference.”
“I was minding my own business. Until, a Drollsbeat Minotaur of the K'raxi realm decided to attack. Suffice to say, it was /all/ downhill from there... for the Minotaur.
Its heart made a good replacement for a dying world's extinguished sun.”
Strange had indulged in what the normal folk sometimes refer to as a nap. For him, it's an unscheduled trip to the astral plane so that he may commune with the spirits of the universe.
“Yes, good evening. I understand you're experiencing acute paranormal oddities. Don't fret, paranormal oddities are my /specialty/.
The doctor will see you, now.”