The red-and-gold Glaive traced an arc of light through the air.
Crack!
Tony sliced the hovering disc clean in half from top to bottom, sending it crashing into the bushes with smoking edges.
Rather than keep his back thrusters running to pursue, Tony followed through and landed steadily on the muddy ground.
"Sir, the armor's total energy reserves have fallen below ten percent," JARVIS's alarm sounded in his ear. "I recommend withdrawing from the battlefield immediately and awaiting Mr. Lu's support."
"Cut the crap, JARVIS." Tony panted heavily.
He quickly calculated in his head: ten percent power would not even support a single full-power chest unibeam. Even maintaining flight and the armor's various functions would drain it before long.
Since he could not fly, he would have to settle things with this guy on the ground.
Across from him, Phastos was not faring well either. His suit was damaged in several places, but his gaze remained steady. As the Eternals' technological core, he had no shortage of strange inventions.
"I must admit, a mortal taking machinery this far truly exceeded my expectations." Phastos brought his hands together before his chest, complex golden geometric patterns flickering at his fingertips. "But your blind worship of the structures of lifeless things is precisely the proof of your shortsightedness."
With a hum, two palm-sized golden hovering prisms flew from his waist, spinning rapidly in midair and firing dozens of crisscrossing beams.
The armor's knee guards abruptly transformed, deploying two small nanotech shields.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The beams struck the shields, rattling Tony's entire left arm until it ached.
"JARVIS!" Tony shouted through gritted teeth. "Make me a heavy armor-piercing lance!"
The metal shell on the armor's right arm flowed like water, extending into a long, tapered spear in the blink of an eye. Using