Game in Marvel-Chapter 109

"I don't trust you yet, but I will give you the benefit of the doubt. I can tell you that I don't have any recent connections with Ciri," Keira said.

"You sure about that? No connections with any ashen-haired girl?"

"No. But I was approached by a proper elven mage to keep a lookout for her, and if she ever showed up, I was to take her to the nearby elven ruins. You know what? He didn't even keep his promise," Keira said.

Liam knew what she was talking about—the same Aen Elle who was now in Kaer Morhen.

Sometimes, Liam felt he should just transform Uma and be done with the running around. But if he did that, he would have to explain many things, and he needed to gain the trust of the elven mage. He needed a teacher.

And who would be better than the topmost elven mage?

"We can visit the said ruins and ask him," Liam said.

"Don't you think we should call Geralt for this?" Keira asked.

"He is in Novigrad, and it will take him time to reach here. Better we look for her, and if we find any clues or Ciri, we can inform him," Liam assured her.

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She contemplated for a moment and then said, "If we find her, I need coins."

This put a smile on Liam's face. He gave her another pouch without any second thoughts, and Keira caught it again.

"I am starting to think that I should kill and bury you and take all your crowns," Keira laughed as she said that.

"You can try, but did you ever notice where I brought the crowns from? I am sure you didn't see a pouch hanging around my waist," Liam replied with the same smile that Keira was giving him.

This made Keira silent and finally a bit more on guard.

All this time, she had thought Liam was a handicapped man, an errand boy of Geralt, or even a sponsor of Geralt, but now that he pointed it out, she knew that this boy was anything but normal.

"I never caught your name," Keira said.

"Liam Woodsworth."

"Keira Metz, nice to meet you."

The duo didn't leave immediately as Keira proceeded to arrange the things in her small hut while Liam just looked at the ingredients, herbs, and other odd things that she had hoarded during her time here. After her work was done, they left for the elven ruins.

Soon, they found themselves at the entrance. When they said it was ruins, they meant the place was damaged beyond reason. Nothing was left, and whatever structure had once stood here was destroyed beyond recognition. But one could also see how powerful the elves were in the past. Because even now, the humans couldn't build such beautifully destroyed pillars in the current world.

Maybe on the native world of the MCU, but definitely not here.

Keira led the way through the narrow stone corridors of the elven ruins, and in order to illuminate the path, she used a small magical light bulb that attached to her. It was something like Lumos from Harry Potter but was attached to her dress.

Liam followed closely, vigilant as he knew what was coming next. The air was thick with dampness, and magic still lingered in the walls. As they descended deeper into the ruins, a guttural growl echoed through the chamber ahead. Liam immediately recognized the sound.

"Drowners."

From the shadows, three drowners emerged, their slimy blue skin glistening under the light. Keira raised a hand, unleashing a blast of magic that sent one flying backward. Liam, meanwhile, dodged another's swipe and brought his blade down in a clean arc, severing its head.

The third drowner lunged at Keira, but she conjured a force field just in time. Liam seized the opportunity and rammed his sword through the creature's chest, electrocuting it. With a gurgling screech, it collapsed.

Keira hadn't expected Liam to be handy too. She could see that Liam had conjured this magical sword out of thin air, which again surprised her and also made her realize that this young man was anything but simple. The sheer strength one needed to cleave the head off a drowner and resist the chaos magic around was not something a normal human being could ever do.

"Nice sword," Keira said as she saw small sparks on the blade.

"Thanks. I made it myself, and two young dwarfs helped me upgrade it," Liam replied.

"You made it?" Keira was surprised.

"It's hard to understand, seeing how handicapped I am, but once, I had a hand too," Liam replied.

"And whom did you donate your pretty hand to?" Keira asked.

"The lord of a hell dimension," Liam replied through gritted teeth.

Keira didn't ask more, as she could feel the anger in Liam. But she also felt that the guy was abnormal—like a witcher, not having any feelings for the most part.

Meanwhile, the ruins had gone eerily silent. A deep, guttural croak rumbled through the air. Then, from a crumbling archway, a massive figure crawled out—a water hag.

Covered in moss and filth, the hag cackled, revealing rows of jagged teeth. With a flick of her wrist, she hurled a glob of corrosive muck toward them. Liam barely managed to dodge, but where it landed, the stone sizzled and melted away.

"The bitch's not playing around," Liam growled.

He didn't waste a minute and pulled out an armor. The armor stepped forward and opened from behind, and Liam instantly inserted himself. In an instant, the suit responded. Segmented plates of sleek, black-and-green armor locked into place over his body, enhanced servos humming with power.

This was Tony's upgraded version of the Interceptor Javelin—designed for speed, agility, and resilience beyond anything Liam had used before.

"What in the name of magic is that?!" Keira blurted out.

Liam didn't have time to explain. The moment his visor locked in, he dashed forward in a blur, moving faster than the hag could react. She swung her claws wildly, but he was already behind her. A rapid sequence of precise strikes cut deep into her flesh before she could retaliate.

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