Doctor Strange Page #5

You are ill.

Your time draws near.

I believe Dormammu

knows this,

and it's the reason

he is making his move now.

You may be correct,

but the position

of sorcerer supreme

was never destined to be yours.

If that was ever in question,

your recent actions

have proven this point!

You would offer it

to someone else?

Who? I deserve to know.

One who does not seek it.

So then what is my role here?

To train him.

As commanded.

I am sorry for my part

in what has happened, Master.

You were misled, my son.

As for Mordo,

I fear he must be watched.

Have you ever held a blade in your life?

To save lives, yes,

but not to take them.

I'm sorry, Mordo.

I didn't mean to...

You insect!

That's quite enough, Mordo.

Why do you interfere?

You are here to train him,

not kill him.

What good is a sorcerer supreme

who cannot defend himself?

What did he mean by that?

Unimportant for now.

What is important

is what you have just accomplished.

Which is what, making him mad?

No. That is easy.

What is difficult is your ability

to absorb Mordo's magic

and then turn it against him...

a unique gift granted to very few.

Mordo obviously didn't appreciate it.

Which is why I will be taking over

your training.

No argument from me.

Wong, what's going on?

The Ancient One will explain

when we reach the city.

The city?

But how are we going to get there?

What just happened?

We're here. That's all it takes.

You had me trek

all the way to Tibet

when you had a back door

the whole time?

You could not have gone

this way until now.

Come. There is more to see.

The space we occupy here on Earth

is shared by many others...

entire worlds.

We are not aware of them,

for they exist

in separate dimensions.

However...

each dimension has a gateway,

one that leads only to this place:

The sanctum sanctorum.

It is called the nexus...

the center of all other dimensions.

As sorcerers,

it has become our duty

to defend it.

From what?

Dormammu.

He consists of corrupted magic,

and dwells in the dark dimension,

a world consumed

by his brutal appetite.

Dormammu crossed over long ago

with a legion of creatures,

and seized the nexus.

This gave him control

over all other dimensions.

But you stopped him.

Not us... the Ancient One.

He drove Dormammu

back into his own world

and sealed the gateway.

And his creatures?

We have slain all but one.

The wing mark.

It will only awaken on the day

of its master's return.

Where is it now?

On its way to the city.

But you're pretty confident

Dormammu can't break

through this, right?

He cannot,

but his influence on the creatures

is unmistakable.

He is coming... somehow.

Do you feel it?

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