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Outside the Palace -
The rest of the Doombots had been dealt with now, and silence was almost ready to envelope those remaining outside. The sounds of battle coming from within the palace were hard to ignore - that and Oliver's crazed ramblings. Amelia paused for a moment, glad to see that no one had died, but worried about what to do. Her heart was conflicted. Oliver was out of his mind right now, and she didn't want to leave Niah alone with him. But she also didn't want to abandon the rest of her team when they were so close to stopping Doom - when they were so close to saving the multiverse.
But she then realized that if something happened to Niah because she left, Amelia wouldn't be able to live with herself - multiverse or not. "Right, you two good?" Amelia asked, walking up to where Oliver was clutching Niah. "That coulda been real nasty there, glad you managed to get her out of the way. Did you want to come help us punch Doom and knock out his teeth? Should be fun. Plus, would be kinda rad to save the multiverse, don't ya reckon? Given that we all live there."
Inside the Palace -
The best thing about Sylvie, the reincarnation of Amora the Enchantress, wasn't that she was a Nexus Being - rather, that she was a witch. Her specialty was enchantment, bewitching the mind and convincing it to believe a falsehood to be true. She could identify a person struggling to maintain a sense of self, their identity, from a mile away. And in the case of the Secret Warriors, those now convinced that they were their selves of Earth-257, Sylvie instantly recognized their plight.
"Vær som du skal være," Sylvie whispered, her eyes flashing green. The same green flash appeared in the eyes of those struggling, and suddenly, their minds would clear. Everyone would remember their lives on Earth-666. And only those who had previously chosen to would remember their life of Earth-257. Everyone was back to normal.
Maria held Doom within her grip, draining away his life force as he struggled. If he didn't hate her before she mocked his disfigurement, he definitely did now. "Витцхбреед кучко!" Doom cursed, as he sent off a somewhat feeble eldritch blast at Maria. It didn't work to shake her grip, nor did his attempts to force the ground to open up and swallow her. His life force draining away by the moment, he let off another blast of arcane fury, but Maria would be able to hold on.
Even though it looked like Doom was losing, Raynor wasn't going to trust that. He had sprinted into the palace, witnessing the gruesome scene. His heart clenched in sorrow, seeing his aunt, Queen Sif, dead. He didn't shed a tear for Luminous though - this was a better fate than the Nazi had deserved. His cousin, Klara, was the Queen of Asgard now - the last legitimate member of the House of Odin. Raynor assumed that Sif had disowned him ages ago - it would have been the smart thing to do, to blot out the stain from the record.
Raynor sent off a blast of pure light, blinding Doom. He threw his dagger, aiming for Doom's throat, but he struck his breastplate instead and Lyting clattered harmlessly to the floor. Holding out his hand, Raynor summoned his dagger back to him, and he tried again. Now, did it occur to Raynor that he could easily walk up to Doom and stab him right now? No. It did not. And even if it had, why would he do that - it didn't look nearly as cool! For what it's worth though, his second throw of the dagger also missed, hitting Doom's armor.
Bonnie, meanwhile, was not nearly as dumb as Raynor. She knew the weapons she had at her disposal. She knew that she could throw something at Doom and try to kill him - but that she might miss, and if she missed, she had a good chance of hitting Maria. No, but there was a weapon on her that was sure to succeed, particularly now that Maria had removed Doom's mask...
Her shield - given to her by Athena, it was Athena's aegis. It had the head of Medusa on it. And as Bonnie had previously demonstrated on Doombots, it had the power to nondestructively turn something - or someone - to stone.
"αντίο για πάντα," Bonnie said perfectly in Greek, a language that she did not know, but somehow, the words formed instinctively. She flashed her shield at Victor, and before he could avert his gaze, the snakes on the shield opened their eyes.
Doctor Doom was instantly turned to stone.
It was over.
The Secret Warriors had won.
