"What's going on now?"
Tartaglia put away his weapons, utterly bewildered, and stood in front of Rosaria, watching the chaos unfold.
He couldn't understand it. His enthusiasm for battle had only just kicked in, so how had Captain Steve's arrival instantly turned this into a reunion?
Rosaria casually dragged over a relatively clean "corpse," rolled it over beside her feet, and sat down on her "cushion's" well-padded backside.
She sat with her legs crossed, idly twirling the dagger in her hand.
Rosaria answered Tartaglia flatly, "Look. They're fighting."
Tartaglia covered his face helplessly.
"Obviously I know they're fighting. I'm not blind! The question is, why is it so... so chaotic?!"
Steve had called out "Bucky," drawing the Winter Soldier's attention. Somehow, the two had completely ignored Tartaglia standing nearby and charged into hand-to-hand combat.
The two men had traded blows for a while, and just when Tartaglia finally got a break in the action, Iron Man flew in.
For some reason, Tony had gone straight for the Winter Soldier and started beating him up. Those iron fists of his hit hard.
Before long, he had knocked the Winter Soldier flat.
Now there was an opening. Time to finish him off for good.
Tartaglia figured Tony must have had the same idea, because Tony raised the weapon on his armor and aimed it at the Winter Soldier, ready to fire.
But just as he lifted his arm, Captain Steve "switched sides" again.
Seeing Tony about to kill him, Steve started defending the Winter Soldier instead.
Great. Now Iron Man and Captain America were fighting.
While those two were locked in a fierce battle, the Winter Soldier recovered, got to his feet, and joined the brawl.
And just like that, all three started attacking one another without distinguishing friend from foe. Fists