In Sword of Myth's headquarters.
The massive hall was filled with walking soldiers. The planes, tanks, and all sorts of vehicles were strewn across the hall.
Going up one flight of stairs, there were several office-like rooms. In one of them, Oliver sat on a creaking chair while playing with the revolver.
He pushed the hammer down, spun the cylinder and aimed at the wall. Then, he pushed the hammer up, pushed the cylinder out, counted the bullets, pushed the cylinder back inside, and pushed the hammer down.
This was the moment he had been waiting for. For the past year, he had only thought about killing Isaac, and he honestly believed that it could be done with the help of the Sword of Myth.
At some distance away, in a different office, All-America had gathered all the Captains of Sword of Myth. Shockingly, All-In-One was there with a bruised face!
Sword of Myth broke him out while the world was in chaos.