I think I just wrote a fluffy fightscene. Is that even a thing...?
Don't own it, merely borrowing!
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It was just one of those 'It will happen at one time' things. Maybe it was even better to have it over with. A sorcerer from another realm had decided to attack the New York Sanctum, which at the time held only Wong, Elice, The Cloak of Levitation and the daughter of their Sorcerer Supreme, not the Sorcerer himself.
Elice had acted on instict, and would later apologize for her actions, but when the first magic blast landed near her and the cot, she had grabbed the baby girl and, summoning a shield for them both, set off running for upstairs.
She had left the Cloak, which had immediately taken battle stations from where it had been resting in the rafters over the cot, and Wong who was rushing out from the bookroom he was working in, to fight best they could.
The foreign sorcerer had faced off with the magical master librarian, but been puzzled and distracted from what was a resonable even fight by the appearance of the cloak. He had not known what to make of it, and the artifact had known from much experience how to use that to maximal advantage.
Elice hid with the child, summoning as much force as she could to simply hide and shield them both away, but she had the presence of mind to send as much magic she could spare to disturb the magical doorway to Kamar-Taj, sending out a supremely clear message that something was very wrong in the magical Sanctum.
The Sorcerer Supreme was within reach and amongst the first to get the distress-call, and being aware that he left not only good friends but his only child behind as he went to see to his duties beyond the sanctum, it did not take a full three minutes before he lead backup forces to conquer whatever had threatened the sanctity of the Sanctum.
The hastily assembled group of sorcerers found the Cloak of Levitation - doing a decent imitation of a mother tiger whose young had been threatened - and Wong well on their way to defeating the threat, and together they all made quick work of the battle.
"Where's Elice? Where's my daughter?!" Master Doctor Strange had proven time and time again - in the realm of Dormammu, if nothing else - that he wasn't one to lose his head easily, but this time he sounded near panicked.
In answer to this question, the cloak flew straight past him and up the main staircase; leading them all upwards and upwards until they found the tangible cocoon of power Elice had created to shield herself and Alice.
Recognising them even through the golden shapes, a somewhat distressed Elice let her protections peel away and handed the baby back to Stephen. They were both shaking lightly, but nobody blamed them or commented. It was all well, but no wonder that they were upset. They weren't the only ones.
Sitting in the kitchen later on, all together, Elice apologised profusely for running out on the fight, but Wong sternly to her it was all she could have done. Besides, she was a novice, and not yet a fighter. Having been amongst those few left behind to keep Kamar-Taj as they fought in Hong-Kong, she had never even seen true battle before.
In the end, the backup went back to Kamar-Taj, and the little family settled in with comfort food and a game of Dominoes. All was well.