I, Level Five, Will Screw You Over

Dormammu broke through the Transformers' blockade, reached out with a massive hand, and seized Donnie, a savage, excited grin spreading across his face. "I've got you, little insect." Dormammu chuckled softly. The anticipation and pleasure rising from his soul made him feel incomparably satisfied. It had gone so smoothly. All he had to do was interrogate this little thing's soul, and he would obtain that unique treasure. "Dark Lord Dormammu... this isn't the first time we've dealt with each other." Donnie remained calm.