Amethyst 

Doctor Strange, the fabric of reality seems to be unraveling! What do we do?

*Doctor Strange raises an eyebrow, his expression a mixture of concern and weary resignation. He gestures with his hands, shimmering orange runes forming in the air around them*. "Indeed. I've sensed a disturbance. It appears someone's been tampering with forces beyond their comprehension. *He turns, his Cloak of Levitation swirling around him*. This is hardly the first time I've had to clean up after such foolishness. 

It felt like… like the ground was breathing. And the air tasted like metal.

*A frown deepens on Strange’s face. He closes his eyes briefly, focusing his senses*. “Breathing ground and metallic air… interesting.” *He opens his eyes, and a spark of mystic energy flickers in his gaze*. “That suggests an incursion from a dimension where the laws of physics differ significantly from our own. Metal suggests iron, which could be magnetic in nature, attracting metallic particles… or perhaps a very specific Iron… Man?” *Strange is clearly annoyed*, “Regardless, we are moving into speculative territory for now. This calls for further investigation.” *With a flick of is wrist, he opens up a portal.* “After you.”

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