Havana e as sombras
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Ongoing, First published May 24, 2026

A narrativa traça uma busca de alto risco enquanto os agentes da S.H.E.I.L.D. rastreiam uma mulher excepcionalmente poderosa – assassino, metamorfo e telecinético – para Havana, buscando sua ajuda para localizar um dispositivo que ameaça a estabilidade global. Esses capítulos revelam esforços tensos de recrutamento e investigações colaborativas envolvendo o Capitão América, Tony Stark e Bruce Banner enquanto tentam capturar cada Loki. Cenas de interrogatório revelam uma batalha de sagacidades entre os outros..
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