S.H.I.E.L.D agents now had Doom, strapped to a hospital bed, on plenty of painkillers. Stark Tower was now partly operational, after a spark from Slepnir had re-started Jarvis, a process that had Tony making a mental note to provide another back-up for magical containment, as two magicians in the tower was, to be frank, pushing it.
The lab was under-going several repairs, with Erik and Pepper overseeing the Stark robots. The Asgardian warriors, Natasha and Hawkeye were busy comparing weapons and battle stories. Nick Fury had updated Steve and himself on exactly how everything at S.H.I.E.L.D had gone down and Tony had realised, it wasn't the bullet that had harmed Loki, it was stretching his powers so widely. God's had limits, it seemed.
With Amora and Doom imprisioned and Thanos gone, The Avengers could feel relatively safe. And yet...
Thor, Jane and Bruce had stayed by Loki's bedside, the Warriors Three sent out to retrie