Game in Marvel-Chapter 106

Liam vaulted onto a nearby rock, his enhanced strength allowing him to clear the rising tendrils with ease. He gritted his teeth as he prepared to charge Brewess, but Whispess intercepted him, her claws slicing through the air. Liam blocked her attacks with his Dominion.

Meanwhile, Weavess unleashed her power, her body disintegrating into a flock of crows that swirled around Tony and Barton, pecking and clawing. Barton fired explosive arrows into the swarm, scattering the crows temporarily, but they quickly reformed.

"Alright, enough with the Hitchcock routine." Tony's javelin flared to life as he unleashed a pulse of energy, the blast sending the crows reeling. Tony didn't stop there and went on a rampage as he sent multiple attacks of fire, ice and lightning.

Geralt and Steve faced Brewess together. The witch summoned another wave of wooden tendrils, but Steve hurled his shield at her, breaking her focus. Geralt used the opening to lunge forward, his silver sword carving a deep gash across her chest.

Brewess howled in rage, swinging her massive arm at Geralt, but Steve intercepted with his shield, deflecting the blow. Seizing the moment, Geralt tossed his sword to Steve. The Captain caught it in one hand, driving it into Brewess's gut, then kicked her back towards Geralt, who caught his sword midair and slashed across her throat in one fluid motion.

"Why didn't you use your own sword?" Geralt asked.

"I am not a swordsman." Steve huffed as he said that.

Meanwhile, Liam struggled against Whispess, her speed making her a difficult opponent. She danced around him, slashing at his exposed side, forcing him to rely on sheer reflexes. She whispered curses under her breath, causing his vision to blur momentarily. Just as she was about to land a lethal blow, Steve leapt in, bashing her with his shield, sending her skidding across the swamp floor.

"Don't mention it," Steve said. Celebrimbor style of rings were meant for longevity and manipulation of emotions, but they weren't meant for bodily strength and power. In fact the current Liam was less powerful than Steve in terms of strength.

Liam could get more strength by manipulating his own emotions or feeding from the emotions of others, but he didn't like this manipulation. Anything related to emotions was a no no for Liam and thus he had handicapped himself in a way.

He missed having the power. Liam could only nod at Steve at the end.

On the other side, Weavess's crows shrieked in fury as Tony and Barton continued their assault. Finally, Barton fired an arrow coated in a specially crafted oil Geralt had given him earlier. The explosion of silver particles disrupted Weavess's form, forcing her to materialize. The moment she solidified, Tony sent a concentrated energy blast straight at her chest, reducing her to smoldering remains.

Geralt and Steve executed their final strike against Brewess, driving their weapons deep into her form. She let out a guttural scream before collapsing into the cursed ground.

Whispess, realizing she was outmatched, let out a piercing wail and dissolved into mist, retreating into the depths of the swamp.

The group stood in the aftermath, breathing heavily as the oppressive magic of the Crones began to fade.

"Two down," Geralt muttered, wiping blood from his blade. "But one got away."

"She won't get far," Liam said. "We need her alive."

They didn't separate and just went to the direction she had run off to. Geralt and Tony handled the tracking as technology and witcher senses of the two took over.

"You are a good tracker." Geralt complimented.

"And you have surprised me." Tony admitted. He had looked down upon the people here, but he needed to change his views it seemed. It didn't take long to track the last Crone. She was hiding among the large branches of a tree deep in the swamp.

The moment Barton had eyes on her, he fired an arrow into her leg, crippling her next escape. This made her fall from the high branch and by that time everyone had surrounded her. They dragged her back to the place where her two sisters had been murdered.

"Where are your books?" Liam demanded.

"You think I will tell you? We should have drunk the blood of the girl with the Elder Blood when we had the chance. Then we wouldn't have been bound by this cursed place." Whispess screamed as Liam inserted both of his swords on her abdomen.

This brought a silence among everyone as they looked at Geralt. Something snapped in Geralt at those words. Without hesitation, he drew a dagger and pressed it to her skin.

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"What did you just say?"

"You heard me... You filthy humans.. Don't touch me." She screamed in pain but spoke through the gritted teeth.

"Where is she?"

"We should have killed the moment we saw her. She was injured. We could have had our freedom."

"I said where is she? What have you done to her?" Geralt's voice was raspy now.

"She tried to attack us. That dumb bitch thought she can kill us. Haa.. She fled with tails behind her legs." Geralt, in anger, cut her fingers. Whispess screamed but she continued on the mumblings of what she could do to Ciri. The more she screamed, the more she cursed, but she refused to speak of the books. The only regret she voiced was not having consumed Ciri's blood.

Enraged, Geralt drove his blade deeper, twisting it mercilessly. Whispess choked out one final curse before her body went limp, lifeless. The swamp fell into silence again, but this time the silence didn't bring about any creepy feeling that they had been sensing all this time.

It was as if the swamp now was suddenly free of the curse. Liam, though was unable to do any kind of magic, could feel the chaos magic receding away. It was a very weird feeling for Liam but he was glad he could sense it. This meant that he could do magic.

"I am sorry that I let my emotions get the better of me." Geralt said.