Meanwhile, three thousand meters above Manhattan.
Boom!
A streak of red and gold tore through the clouds, weaving rapidly between the city's skyscrapers at supersonic speed.
Inside the armor, Tony Stark watched the red dots steadily going dark on the holographic interface before him, his brow deeply furrowed.
"JARVIS, filter out the Skrull coordinates with low civilian density nearby. Competing with those people for kills is beneath me. I'm afraid one shot might accidentally hit a few ladies carrying frying pans."
"Certainly, sir. I have locked onto the Brooklyn docks, where twelve fully armed Skrull Radicals are attempting to seize yachts and head out to sea," JARVIS replied steadily.
Tony changed course, his thrusters spitting brilliant trails of flame, but he still felt somewhat irritated.
A few days earlier, Happy had been seriously injured in an attack. Tony had intended to drag out the terrorist calling himself the Mandarin and whoever was pulling the strings, then grind them to dust. But when he followed the leads, those people seemed to have vanished off the face of the earth, leaving not a single clue behind.
With a bellyful of anger and nowhere to vent it, Tony happened to catch Lucian's announcement of a global bounty. He simply put on his armor and came out to take it out on these alien greenskins.
As for the rewards Lucian had promised?
He wouldn't give ten million dollars a second glance. As for that so-called "Extremis Five," he still had a dose of Compound V that Lucian had previously given him locked in his laboratory safe.
Lucian had given him several doses back then. He had shared them with Steve, Natasha, and Barton, but had never injected himself.
Tony admitted that the superpowers Steve and the others had awakened after taking the drug were