The plaza in front of Stark Industries was now cordoned off by S.H.I.E.L.D.
The shattered ground and scattered metal parts silently bore witness to the ferocity of the battle that had taken place not long ago.
Although he was curious about Harry Osborn, Tony Stark first calmed Pepper Potts, who was still shaken, before turning and walking over to Harry.
"Hey, Osborn!"
"That black shell of yours is seriously cool! How does it work? Magnetism? Or some other kind of advanced tech?"
Tony walked over, his tone carrying a hint of curiosity and a trace of barely concealed competitiveness.
He looked Harry up and down, as if trying to see right through him.
He had thought his Iron Suit was already a weapon ahead of its time, only to find that this young man had made something even better.
If it could defeat Iron Monger with ease, then it could just as easily take down his Iron Suit.
That left the usually self-assured Tony feeling a little disgruntled...
"Trade secret, Mr. Stark."
At that, Harry's lips curled into a faint smile. He neither confirmed nor denied it.
He paused, then changed the subject, his gaze settling on the energy fluctuations he could sense from Tony's chest even through his clothes.
"But I am quite interested in that little thing in your chest."
"The Arc Reactor, right? A brilliant design.
But if you don't deal with the shrapnel inside soon, I'm afraid you'll be in serious trouble."
Harry pointed at Tony's chest.
Tony's expression shifted slightly.
Besides Pepper and Rhodey, he hadn't told anyone about the shrapnel.
Had Harry Osborn really noticed it at a glance?
He instinctively touched his chest. The shrapnel inside was a constant threat to his life...
"You can fix it?"
Tony raised an eyebrow and asked.