I can’t remember what happened when I landed on this planet in the Quinjet, due to being in Hulks form. But when I woke up I was strapped to a moving chair, in a bright hall, a throne of some sorts at the end with an man, and two people on either side.

“What the fuck…”

I groan, blinking my eyes as they landed on one of the people standing beside the throne. Their eyes examining me like… like an object. I squirm and struggle against the restraints holding me to the chair.