Ivan put on the new Fighter Armor. Unlike Tony's approach of smoothing out the Mark's edges for better flight, the Fighter's sharply defined frame suited Ivan's tastes far better.
The white Fighter was like the bitter winds of Siberia.
The two-meter-tall Fighter walked over to the charging case, which ejected a Magic Crystal engraved with runes.
"John, time to give this a try."
Ivan had never abandoned his quest to combine magic and technology.
Magic power offered more possibilities than nuclear energy. This runic Magic Crystal, made by John himself, could repair itself and convert magic power.
The biggest change in the Fighter Five was its ability to apply magic power throughout the armor, rather than simply firing beams.
With versatile magic power at its disposal, the armor had shed a tremendous amount of weight.
Its materials, meanwhile, had received an epic upgrade.
"Thanks to the Wizarding Kingdom's emergence, I've got better materials now."
He opened the reactor on his chest, removed the Magic Crystal inside, and inserted the runic Magic Crystal.
Lines of purple light spread across the Fighter Five.
Even Ivan, inside the Fighter, could feel the endless stream of miracles flowing from the armor.
"Awesome!"
Ivan shouted in exhilaration.
Rolling his neck, he gave a fierce grin. "Next up, it's time for your debut, baby."
Wisps of white vapor drifted from the white Fighter's surface.
"I've wanted to try this for ages."
"That thing John does."
"Move!"
The next second.
Boom!
The white Fighter left behind a lingering cloud of white smoke on the ground.
Above New York, an explosive report made people think a cannon had been fired.
The Fighter appeared.
Ivan shouted excitedly, "So this is magic?"
A scientist had discovered the existence of magic and put it to use.
"Stark, this time, I'm ahead