Convinced

Dormammu returned happily to the Dark Dimension. "Hmph, a nobody like Mongu wants to recruit me? Relying on a metal planet to do a bunch of brainless things—sooner or later, someone will take him out." Dormammu was very pleased with himself as he cheerfully ran back to his lair. Although Ancient Doomsday had shattered his body with one punch, as long as his soul remained intact, he could reassemble himself at any time. As for Doomsday's punch, Lord Dormammu could only admit that he had been unlucky.