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Thor inclined his head. "If you can create such a thing, it would undoubtedly be a valuable tool. But wielding light magic requires more than technology. It demands a purity of intent, a connection to realms of light and life."

Tony raised his brows hearing this. "Purity of intent? I don't know what that is , but I have strike a deal with Max, he will help me get a Magic armor and I will make him one of Iron man armor"

Fury stepped forward, his gaze sharp. "Stark, if you can make it, do it. We don't know where Max stands in the long run. He helped us today, but that doesn't mean he'll always be an ally. We need contingencies."

Tony shrugged. "Alright, I'll see what I can whip up. Might need to do some research first, though. Magic isn't exactly my specialty."

"And I don't know if Max can add this 'purity of intent' to my armor," Tony said with a shrug.

Fury nodded. "Still, you can try. We need every advantage we can get."

Clint, still focused on Phil, interjected, "And what about Coulson? Should we be worried?"

Fury's jaw tightened, his expression unreadable. "Phil's loyalty hasn't wavered, and until it does, we treat him as one of us. But keep an eye on him. If anything changes... we'll deal with it."

Natasha, leaning against a console, added, "And about that 'Ancient one' Max mentioned? The place where he said magic is taught? How about we all go there and see if we can pick up a thing or two? I don't know about you guys, but I was practically useless in that fight against the aliens. I want to be more... capable next time."

The team fell silent for a moment, considering her words. Thor finally broke the silence. "Learning magic is no simple task, Widow. It demands focus, understanding, and, above all, patience. Not everyone can wield it."

Natasha crossed her arms. "Maybe, but we won't know unless we try. If Max could learn it, why not us?"

Tony smirked. "Speak for yourself, Romanoff. Some of us are already capable of saving the day with just brains and a suit of armor."

She shot him a glare. "And what happens when the armor's not enough, Stark?"

"I mean, can you fight against someone like Max with your brain and Armor?" She asked as 

Tony's smirk faded, and he sighed. "Fair point."

Fury spoke up, his tone decisive. "If Max mentioned a place where magic can be learned, we need to find out more. Stark, put your feelers out. Widow, you too. I want to know if this place is real and if it's something we can tap into. If magic is becoming a factor, we need to level the playing field."

The team looked at each other and the nodded.

"But let's go tomorrow. We should rest today," Tony said, waving his hand dismissively. The others nodded in agreement.

"I will be heading back to Asgard. I need to imprison Loki there properly," Thor said, glancing at Fury.

Fury nodded. "Make sure he stays there. Who knows when he might show up next with another army?"

Thor nodded solemnly before leaving, Mjolnir in hand, to return home.

As the team dispersed, Fury turned to Maria Hill. "Do you want to go too?" he asked her directly.

Hill hesitated for a moment. "Can I go?" she asked, curious and uncertain.

"It's your choice," Fury replied.

Maria considered his words, then nodded firmly. "I'll go."

Fury gave her an approving look. "Alright then, get ready to leave with them when the time comes."

Meanwhile, in the hidden underground city, Max entered the grand hall, returning after a long ride with his newest and most fearsome addition to his growing army—a Shadow Dragon of immense power.

His Night Army had evolved significantly since he first started. Initially composed of Night Soldiers, it now boasted a structured hierarchy. Each rank symbolized advancements in both power and skill:

Night Soldiers formed the base of the army.

Elites were seasoned and more powerful.

Knights were the backbone of his strategic forces

.Commanders led squads into battle.

Lords governed larger divisions.And finally, the Nobility, a unique group ranked from Baronets to the highest title of Archduke, mirrored traditional noble systems but imbued with dark magic.

His new Shadow Dragon, a creature of Lord Rank, exuded a terrifying presence. It was not just a beast but a sentient servant, fiercely loyal and imbued with potent dark powers. With every step, the dragon's massive form pulsed with energy, its shadowy wings folding and unfolding as if preparing for its next conquest.

Max, now elevated to his Night Prince class, smirked as he surveyed his growing forces. He had started small, but his power and ambition were expanding at an astonishing pace.

"This is just the beginning," he muttered, his eyes glowing faintly with a mix of pride and the hunger for more. His army, his plans, and his title—everything was falling into place.

Max's class evolved to Night Prince after gaining significant experience from the battle with the alien army. The sheer number of enemies he killed and the strategy he employed during the chaos pushed him over the threshold. His class, which had been on the verge of advancing, finally reached the next level.

Aside from the new ranks within his Night Army, Max checked his other gains. Among them, he discovered he had unlocked a new affinity: Void. Previously, when his class had evolved to Night Lord, he gained Gravity Affinity. Now, with Void Affinity added to his arsenal, his powers had expanded even further.

"Cool. What's next?" Max muttered, a smirk playing on his lips as he mentally reviewed his abilities.

In addition to his growing affinities, Max realized he now possessed the power to bestow fragments of his abilities onto others by turning them into his vassals. However, at his current Night Prince stage, he could only create three vassals.

"Hm, I'll need to find people worthy of these," he mused, contemplating the best candidates for such power.

"And there is Ranks to them too, like the Nights Army, depending on their potential huh?" Max mumbled as he read of the skil information.

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