Red dots began flashing across the screen, representing crimes in progress.
Tony swiftly plotted a route, piloting the Iron Man suit between towering buildings. Every appearance brought an end to evil.
From stopping street robberies to rescuing kidnapped hostages, Tony could do it all.
However, when Tony Stark entered the complicated, chaotic district of Hell's Kitchen, the scene before him was far stranger and more terrifying than any party in a movie.
The lights barely penetrated the dense buildings, falling in mottled patches across the street and lending the scene an unreal hue.
A group of figures stood in a circle. At its center, one person was being brutally pinned to the ground, while the one doing the pinning moved in an exceptionally bizarre manner—its head was buried deep in the person's neck, as if conducting some ritual or sucking something out.
All around them, dozens of figures of varying builds with flickering eyes stirred restlessly. An indescribable tension and unease permeated the air.
"What is this?"
A flicker of confusion crossed Tony's mind. His first reaction was absurdly to assume this was some unconventional party theme.
However, J.A.R.V.I.S.'s voice swiftly shattered that illusion.
"Sir, scans indicate that the person on the ground's vital signs are weakening."
J.A.R.V.I.S. was closely linked to the sensors built into Tony's Iron Man suit, analyzing data from the surrounding environment in real time.
"Murder?"
Tony's eyebrows drew together. Although the scene before him was vastly different from conventional murder, he chose to trust J.A.R.V.I.S.'s precise analysis and his own technology.
Without a moment's hesitation, he raised a hand and fired a palm Energy Cannon. It was an energy pulse specifically designed for nonlethal situations, meant to intimidate rather than destroy.
"Bang!" The Energy Cannon struck its target, but the result was far from what