I could feel the energy burning through my veins.
Not a metaphor. Literally burning. Six infinity stones are embedded in the nano-glove, emitting light enough to tear apart reality, and I - Tony Stark - am raising this hand, aiming at the big purple guy.
Thanos sits on the ruins, like a broken purple mountain. His army was turning to ashes, but it was too late. It's too late.
"I am..." I gritted my teeth, squeezing out every word through my teeth, "... Iron Man."
The fingers are about to close.
Then time slowed down.
No, not really slowing down. It was my brain, fueled by adrenaline and desperation, that stretched out each frame. I saw a flash of shock in Thanos's eyes - he didn't expect that I still had the strength to stand up. I saw Peter struggling to crawl over in the distance, his mask broken and his face covered with blood and tears. I saw Carol suspended in the air, and the light around her began to flicker unsteadily. She had suffered too many attacks just now.
I also saw him.
