Dressed in black and dark purple, she stood proud and tall, a wave of her long, thin fingers, her pointed nails pointing at her victims, speaking in a language only known to the darkest of creatures. Behind the Avengers, a rift opens, glowing lights and pulsing sounds that reverberate in the ears... and suddenly... they were sucked thru, drug into darkness, and falling, weightless and somehow, feeling every fiber of their being... until Splat! They slame right into the wet, murky ground.
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