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And Lingkh smiled, its stitched mouth tearing slightly, releasing a final pulse of violet light. Not a weapon. A thank-you. When the S.H.I.E.L.D. recovery team arrived three hours later, they found Bruce Banner sitting alone in the valley. The strange dawn had vanished. Normal gray Arctic sky stretched overhead. And carved into the obsidian at his feet was a single word in no known language, but which Banner would later translate for Hill:

“They left me to Dawnhold’s mercy,” the creature whispered. “But the dawn never ends here. And I cannot die alone.” The Incredible Hulk -lingkh dawnhold pkti-

Below him lay a valley that defied physics. The sun hung at a permanent, sickly dawn—orange and purple and wrong. And in the center of the valley, a creature crouched. And Lingkh smiled, its stitched mouth tearing slightly,

“Source?” she demanded.

It spoke —a single, agonized word through its sealed lips. When the S

Banner felt the Other Guy press against his skull. Not in anger. In sadness .