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They walked toward the light.

Tony didn’t look triumphant. He looked tired. But he was here . avengers-endgame

A low hum built behind the treeline. Not thunder. Not a quinjet. It was deeper—like the planet itself groaning. The sky split. Not the snap. Something else. Orange and raw, spinning open like a wound reversing. They walked toward the light

Tony tilted his head toward the cabin. “She’s asleep?” avengers-endgame

Clint stood.

He should leave. He’d said his goodbyes. But his boots stayed nailed to the wood.