Rumble!
Rumble!
Continuous explosions thundered across the earth.
Hundreds of missiles streaked across the dark red sky, leaving white trails in their wake.
The missiles collided and exploded amid piercing shrieks.
The fiery blooms of the explosions rose one after another like blossoming stamens.
And within the dense clouds of fire and smoke, countless red-and-gold, black-and-white, and blue-and-white figures darted through the air.
They were all people clad in Iron Man armor.
Some fought in pairs, while others focused their attacks on a single target.
They were clearly only scattered individual combatants.
Yet they had created the spectacle of a world war, as though two nations had drawn their battle lines and launched every surface-to-air missile they possessed.
From afar, it looked like a scene from the apocalypse.
Anyone who saw it would be terrified, their legs going weak as they nearly fled.
And yet.
Not far from the sprawling mushroom clouds rising after the missile explosions.
Stood a vast complex of buildings.
There were streets, skyscrapers, and sports fields within the complex.
Even though, just a few kilometers away, missiles tore through the sky with sharp screeches and shells exploded with deafening booms.
Even though the entire complex constantly trembled from the explosions.
The pedestrians and residents here remained completely unfazed, even chatting and laughing.
At an open-air café near the battlefield.
The shockwave from a missile explosion kicked up a rolling ring of dust that swallowed the café.
When the dust settled.
At an outdoor table in the café.
Captain America and Banner calmly lowered the dust-covered umbrellas they had held over their heads.
Banner pushed aside the coffee on the table that had been covered in dust.
Then he raised a hand. "JARVIS, sorry for the trouble, bring me a fresh cup. Put the dusty one on