Let Off Some Steam

Alvin frowned as he watched the battle on the other side of the wall. The situation was obvious: New York's disabled police officers, led by Misty, had the upper hand.

Those men clearly hadn't gotten used to their new mechanical limbs yet. The ones with bad legs couldn't keep their balance, and the ones missing arms kept swinging at the wrong spots.

That gave Misty, who'd been using an iron arm for years, the chance to unleash her full fighting potential.

Misty wasn't much of a fighter by Hell's Kitchen standards, but against a bunch of disabled men, the hot-tempered former cop was like a "super expert" beating up on old folks at a nursing home.

Sam Wilson from the Veterans Services Department was obviously trying to stop the fight. He did his best to hold back the furious Misty, but his efforts were useless against the enraged Iron Fist Officer.

The unfortunate Sam Wilson had a tall, strong body, but against Misty he was little more than a punching bag that could take a few extra hits. It only took a couple of blows to knock him down.

Alvin didn't know why Misty was so angry, but he could tell she was holding back. Otherwise, Sam Wilson wouldn't have been getting back up anytime soon.

Alvin grabbed Stark, who looked furious and was about to put on his Iron Man Armor, then smiled and shook his head. "What are you going to do? Keep a record of everything they break, then add a zero and send the military a bill.

Chief George is an old friend, and so is Misty~ They're friends..."

Stark glared at the Laboratory across the way, then turned to Dr. Eide. "What's going on? We provided them with the best psychologists to help them through