The moment he got his hands on the Summoner, Stark threw himself into studying it.
All sorts of fancy machines were moved over the Summoner, performing operations Mercer couldn't understand.
Pepper Potts came downstairs again partway through to call Stark, but seeing how absorbed he was, she shook her head helplessly and went back upstairs without saying a word.
Seeing him like this, Pepper Potts knew there was no getting him to budge. Once this technology fanatic focused on something, he found it hard to pay attention to anything else.
Time passed. By now, Stark had been studying it for nearly two hours.
Sitting in his office chair, he kept rolling between the two sides of his computer desk, entering masses of incomprehensible data into the computer.
Lockdown had grown so bored that he started playing with the cars in Stark's garage. In his hands, the vehicles were like giant toys that he pushed back and forth.
"How's it going? Any results?" Mercer asked, bracing his palm against the workbench beside Stark.
The Summoner beside them had been connected to numerous data cables, and two mechanical arms occasionally scanned it.
"The armor you wear isn't metal in the conventional sense. It's energy given physical form," Stark said, staring at the data on the screen.
"Once an Emblem is inserted, the Summoner releases an initial burst of energy. Like linking matching tiles in a puzzle game, it connects to the Light and Shadow Stone stored elsewhere and activates its energy, which then descends onto the summoner and becomes armor."
"If we want to store the Iron Man Armor in it too, we'll have to turn it into that same light energy!"
"Turn it into light energy?" Mercer paused. "Is that possible?"
"If we're talking about making those Emblems and Summoners, that