After finally putting Sabretooth down, Wolverine thought he might catch a moment’s peace. Thought wrong. The city never rests, and neither do its problems. Rumors started reaching him — whispers in dark alleys and seedy bars — that Venom was out there, ‘saving’ New York in his own brutal, unpredictable way. People were getting hurt, innocents caught in the crossfire, and Wolverine knew better than anyone that a wildcard like that couldn’t be ignored.
He couldn’t afford to wait for the chaos to reach him. The streets were alive with fear, and the longer he hesitated, the more bodies would pile up. Wolverine clenched his fists, feeling the weight of what was coming. It was time to step in, face this monster head-on, and see exactly how deep the mess ran.