"Sir, should I activate the fire suppression protocol? The armor has currently sustained two percent damage."
J.A.R.V.I.S. said in a low voice, without the slightest sense of urgency. He didn't seem to care much about this level of damage.
"Activate it."
Tony watched Flame Man's retreating figure, a trace of interest and curiosity in his eyes, but no sense of urgency.
If that attack had really struck Mark 43 head-on, it might have caused some trouble. But judging by the threat level, it wasn't much of a concern. In fact, as he watched Flame Man leave, Tony even felt like laughing.
Fire-suppressant gas poured out from inside the armor and spread across its surface, slowly extinguishing the flames clinging to it.
"How fast is he?"
"Approximately one hundred and twenty meters per second. The satellite has already locked onto him." J.A.R.V.I.S. spoke unhurriedly. "Sir, aren't we going after him?"
"At that speed? Even if we give chase, it won't be us doing it. Besides, I don't believe Leo would just let this Flame Man be caught by S.H.I.E.L.D. like some idiot."
Tony remained suspended high in the air as he watched the fiery figure, already nearly a thousand meters away.
Sure enough, before he had even left Tony's field of vision, the flaming figure suddenly vanished in midair.
"Bingo. I knew it. So, Leo, are you here?"
Tony answered Leo's call and asked directly.
"I'm down here. Thanks."
As expected, Leo's voice came through. When Tony landed, he saw Leo standing with Rogers not far away.
Not a single person had noticed how Leo had appeared or how he had reached Captain America's side. They had only seen their vision blur slightly before a figure appeared beside Captain America—a figure whose features they couldn't make out.
"Leo, do you know