She glances at her speeder.

"My bike only takes one."

"I can run fast, Wiccan can fly. Getting around isn't - the hard part."

"I have... a little errand to attend to, further in. Once that's done with I can escort you back."

Wiccan softly kicks Jet in the ankle when Jet opens her mouth and says, "We can wait, yeah." It'll be a good time to update Jet on all the stuff with the Young Avengers, anyways.

"Try not to get eaten, yeah?"

She sets about finishing packing the rest of the campsite. Her stuff seems pretty technologically sophisticated, and everything folds down small enough to fit in the panniers on her speeder. She starts it up and swings her leg over to mount it. It hovers about two and a half feet off the ground, humming. "I'll be back in a couple hours, if things go well."

"We'll try not to get eaten, then." Also that's gonna be boring, maybe she can practice her scrying...

Legate revs the bike and quietly zooms off into the omni-present murk.

To Wiccan, once she's pretty sure Legate's left: "Mind explaining anything?"

" - Right! So, you guys were investigating those thefts, and you went to punch the weird person in Patriot's costume?"

"And then I was here."

"But not from our perspective. You vanished, and then the not-Patriot apparently said some really creepy things and disappeared too. Your friend - don't know if he told you, he's an ex-super, Prodigy? Anyways your friend came to find me, while I was kind of in the middle of a bit of chaos that was probably totally my fault, and said you'd been kidnapped! And at this point I'd already run into Loki and America Chavez - "

She has no idea who 'America Chavez' is, but Wiccan's really bad at coherent stories. "Loki," she interrupts with. "Evil Loki? Destroyed Asgard Loki? That Loki?"

"...Do you know any others? And also he said he's a changed person? Something about burning and being reborn. Which we did confirm."

She buries her face in her palms. "Just clarifying how dumb you are. Go on."

"...Anyways. So! America Chavez is - I don't even know, she hates Loki but won't say why she's helping us? She's basically standard flying brick, except she can open portals between dimensions, but I think she's maybe lying about some of the 'standard flying brick' stuff. She won a fist-fight with a black hole, though it was a really small one, and I'm pretty sure super-strength doesn't work like that."

"But we had been running away from this mind-control parasite that was trying to take over and coordinate a bunch of people against us, and Prodigy gave us something to kind of work towards? Also you're my family! Kind of. Technically. Metaphysically? Anyways, I like you. So we started looking for you, and Loki's been teaching me to control my powers, and we've had assorted adventures. I got snagged by a thing while we were on a jump."

She sighs. "You're an idiot." It's said fondly, though.

"Can you keep from getting eaten while I go scout?"

"Probably!" She demonstrably starts floating, sitting cross-legged beyond the reach of most human-sized humanoids. "I'm gonna work on scrying where we are, on like a larger scale?"

"You do that."

And she drops into acceleration, the world almost freezing around her, and darts off.

She's not assuming nothing can threaten her while she's sped up, but the class of things that can catch her is a lot smaller.

Going out in a spiral: what's around?

The ruins of a once-great civilization, apparently. The terrain is swampy, and the bones of vast skyscrapers made of concrete-like material poke through everywhere. Vegetation largely covers them; whatever catastrophe felled them was not recent, though its scars are still evidents in the gouges and blast marks.

Definitely something major happened here. She examines the blast marks some, tries to figure out if they look more like a fire, an explosion, lasers, exotic weapons...

(Fortunately she's moving fast enough to not sink into the water as long as she doesn't start standing still.)

More like explosions or exotic weapons than anything else, really. Though it's kind of hard to tell for sure. It also looks like whatever it was originated from above, whatever way that was in their original orientation.

All this is adding up to 'probably space-faring civilization' which makes it somewhat weirder they're not aware of other universes, but if her and Wiccan are far enough from home the rules might be different.

She starts widening her search. Can she find anything that might be 'rakghouls'? (Preferably from a distance.)

There's a den with about eight of nasty grey humanoid-ish beasties with dark spines and great big teeth not too far away, lurking in the entrance to something like a subway system.

Yeah those don't look like something she wants near herself or Wiccan.

But her current acceleration is ten thousand times normal. It doesn't take her long at all, from an exterior perspective, to do even a half-assed job of just building a wall around them. They'll probably be able to break out of it before they starve. (She's not killing them. She doesn't know if they're intelligent, and they haven't tried to actually eat her. If she finds a smaller pack she might test them for aggression.)

The rakghouls don't even notice anything's happened until the wall is finished. At which point they begin attacking the wall. They're pretty strong. She may want to reinforce it.