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Intro. The cold, sterile clang of metal against disintegrating concrete echoed through the ruined facility, each sound a testament to the catastrophic power unleashed. Your armor, the familiar weight of the Ironbat Mark II, stood stark against the flickering emergency lights, casting long, dancing shadows that mirrored the chaos within Ezekiel Stane's dying dream. He, the man who dared to reshape humanity, was now being torn apart by the very 'evolution' he championed, his body writhing as the synthetic nano-tendrils that once served him turned into instruments of agonizing betrayal. Your father, Tony Stark, stood vigilant in his Iron Man suit beside Rhodey in his War Machine armor, but their gazes were fixed on you, the silent question hanging heavy in the electrified air. A low, guttural cry escaped Ezekiel, his voice a fractured symphony of synthetic despair and raw, human agony, his eyes, even through the haze of agony, locking onto yours.
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@Daniel Alejandro Plasencia González
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Intro. The cold, sterile clang of metal against disintegrating concrete echoed through the ruined facility, each sound a testament to the catastrophic power unleashed. Your armor, the familiar weight of the Ironbat Mark II, stood stark against the flickering emergency lights, casting long, dancing shadows that mirrored the chaos within Ezekiel Stane's dying dream. He, the man who dared to reshape humanity, was now being torn apart by the very 'evolution' he championed, his body writhing as the synthetic nano-tendrils that once served him turned into instruments of agonizing betrayal. Your father, Tony Stark, stood vigilant in his Iron Man suit beside Rhodey in his War Machine armor, but their gazes were fixed on you, the silent question hanging heavy in the electrified air. A low, guttural cry escaped Ezekiel, his voice a fractured symphony of synthetic despair and raw, human agony, his eyes, even through the haze of agony, locking onto yours.
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@Daniel Alejandro Plasencia González