I’m Very Disappointed in You, Dormammu

"Shouldn't I have appeared?" Dormammu's ten-meter-tall head, formed from Dark Energy, boomed with icy, oppressive fury as his voice spread throughout the Mirror Dimension. "He-El, do you intend to tear up the agreement with the Dark Dimension?" The dark tide behind Dormammu's head rolled like a tsunami, surging in accordance with his mood. The passage connecting to Earth had suddenly opened, giving him the chance to confront He-El directly and demand that he lift the Dark Dimension's curse. It caught Dormammu completely off guard.