"It's going to take about an hour to get to Luke, Obi-Wan, and Vader's location. That gives us one hour to prepare for the upcoming battle." Cloud said as he looked at his available Materia to see what he should bring into the battle.

"Doom's a lot of things, but he's got a level of honor that he does hold himself to. His specs say that this place is cold as hell. I can modify my armor to withstand that, but Gray, Glacius, and Esdeath are going to be the primary attackers."

"Why attackers? Wouldn't whatever is attacking those three be used to the cold?"

"Good question, Cloud. But we gotta remember that the list of fire attackers we have on hand is basically just you with your Fire Materia, and Bowser's fire breath."

"Good point. And Bowser's shell is still fractured from the fight on that magma planet…Egg thing."

"How is he- Y'know what? Never mind." Zoro grumbled, "What I would give to get Chopper on. He'd probably get him fixed up."

"Well, aside from the fact that his only opponent is already part of an ensemble fight with Team Rocket against the Pilaf Gang, I don't see it happening anytime soon."

"Really? Not even against another doctor or something?"

"I'm not sure if Aerith would really count as a doctor, but I'm pretty sure she'd be against killing Chopper." Cloud said, as he inspected his sword, "Dammit. Tony, you're going to need to make something to repair swords with. Mine's dinged up from when I had to slice through those trees looking for broccoli-for-brains over here."

"Oh please. That dumbass cook has more scathing insults than you." Zoro grumbled.

"Whatever. We have a lot more things to deal with than just this."

"Doom's not one to share his toys. So whatever he's built with what he found is off the table for us too." Tony pointed out, "Alright. I think I have my armor's insolation ready here. Or as ready as I can make it with what we have available. I'm assembled, how about you?"

"As ready as I'll ever be. Damn, what I would give to have a healer on board, but we're SOL, huh?"

"Yeah. And I'm pretty sure that Bowser's dark magic is stopping Adora's healing magic from working properly."

"Hmm…Given the limitations of your resources and Stark's inferior intellect, I must say that this is a rather impressive setup that you have here."

"We never thought that you of all people would compliment other peoples' technological abilities, Doom." Venom noticed, "You aren't planning on using a virus so you get home before the rest of us do, are you?"

"Please, Brock. That sort of action is beneath the likes of Doom." Doom retorted, "Besides, it would be much more advantageous to me if we all made it back. I can already tell that someone has been using my technology."

"And how are you able to figure that?"

"Doom simply knows. Aside from that, unless my headquarters was destroyed when we all ventured out for whatever reason, my Doombots would be ensuring that Net City remains protected by competent hands."

"We'd like to think that we did at least a half-decent job…" Venom muttered.

"Tch. Regardless, I have a potential way to bolster propulsion on both our ships. But I require a Kyber Crystal from one of the Force Users."

"So this isn't something that's altruistic from you. It's just a means to an end." Venom pointed out.

"Would you expect any less from me, Brock?"

"No. We suppose not."

"Regardless, the surrounding temperature will be extremely cold. So I hope that your Symbiote is prepared for the intense temperature."

"It'll slow us down, but it shouldn't stop us. Especially with a warm-blooded host."

"If anything, I would be more worried about that swordsman and your opponent. The first has had poor experiences with the cold and the latter is clearly not dressed for it."

"Either way, we just hope that the Force Users are okay…"

"Vader put up quite an excellent battle against my Doombots. He has my respect for that, and I feel a small obligation to save a warrior who was inspired by myself."

"Well…We should probably prepare then."

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