Before Stark could carry the nuclear missile through the portal, the portal generator exploded. As the column of light vanished, the enormous hole in the sky began to shrink until it closed completely.
For some inexplicable reason, the instant the portal closed, all the Chitauri troops on Earth lost their vitality and collapsed.
"Damn it!"
Watching the portal close right in front of him, Tony Stark nearly coughed up blood in frustration. But he refused to give up and kept carrying the missile higher into the sky.
"Mr. Stark!"
Peter screamed himself hoarse over the comms. Everyone had guessed what Tony Stark intended to do.
"Are you trying to get yourself killed?!"
Kraft unleashed a torrent of curses over the comms. Even his backup plan was useless now.
It wasn't that he lacked the technology to deal with a nuclear missile quickly. But who the fuck could have predicted some lunatic would launch one into the city center? He hadn't prepared anything for that, and none of the options available to him could catch up with Stark as he continued climbing.
"I remember telling you, kid. Sometimes, some things matter more than your life."
Even on the verge of death, Stark didn't forget to give Kraft a lesson.
"How does it feel, Kraft?"
While Kraft stood stunned, The Ancient One appeared beside him without him noticing.
"FUMO! FUMOMO! FUMOFUMO!" (Right! You can open portals too! Please help!)
"FU!" (Ptooey!)
This was no time for comedy!
Kraft activated the external speaker he had installed and repeated what he had just said.
"Of course. That's why I'm here."
The Ancient One smiled, opened a portal in front of herself, and stepped through.
"Uncle Tony! If you see an orange portal, throw the missile through it!"
Kraft hurriedly notified Stark, who was still