"Good evening, gentlemen."
Killian glanced at the time.
"Oh, it's almost morning."
"How long until you can get the person out of the Iron Patriot suit?"
One of the technicians using the saw replied, "About an hour."
Hearing that it would take an hour, Killian commanded, "Step aside!"
"Hello, Colonel."
Killian placed his hands on the Iron Patriot's abdomen, and they began to heat up.
Inside the suit, Rhodey received a temperature overload warning.
"Don't worry, we'll get you out," Killian said while working on the suit.
Savin warned, "You'll damage the suit."
Killian looked at Savin and nodded.
"Yes, but you can fix it, right?"
"Once it's fixed, you'll need to pilot it and bring our guest to headquarters."
Savin nodded. "Hopefully, it won't take long to repair."
At that moment, alarms blared, and Rhodey shouted, "Don't open it, don't open it!"
But the suit's abdomen was already overheating, and Rhodey felt the intense heat. Resigned, he said, "Alright, open it."
The suit automatically opened, and Rhodey immediately attacked, kicking the man in front of him to the ground.
Killian roared at Rhodey, spewing flames from his mouth towards him.
Seeing the fire, Rhodey dodged and asked in astonishment, "You...you can breathe fire? Are you a ninja or a super soldier?"
Savin then grabbed Rhodey and slammed him into the wall, causing him to lose consciousness.
Killian controlled his emotions, and the orange glow on his body faded.
Killian spread his arms, exclaiming, "Today is a day of glory, Savin."
"By this time tomorrow, I'll control the most powerful leader and the strongest weapon in the West."
"I will dominate this anti-terror war, creating both supply and demand."
Killian then left, leaving Savin to repair the suit.
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In the warehouse at Harley's house, Tony had finished creating all the equipment he needed. He glanced at the still-charging Mark 42 and asked, "Jarvis, how much longer until it's fully charged?"
"Sir, it will take at least another four hours."
Tony checked his cartoon watch and set a reminder.
Seeing that it would take that long, Tony decided to drive to Miami, Florida, to scout the situation.
With the weapons he had prepared and his super soldier-like endurance, he felt confident he could handle the enemies. By the time he arrived, the Mark 42 should be fully charged and ready to assist him.
With his plan in place, Tony didn't waste any more time and set off for his destination—Miami, Florida
…
Just an hour after Tony had driven off, Parker arrived outside Harley's warehouse with Jiraiya and Kankuro.
Parker sniffed the air and said to Jiraiya, "I smell Tony's scent here. It's very strong, meaning he stayed here for a while, but I also smell another scent that left from here."
"Let's check out this place first. If Tony isn't here, we'll follow the other scent."
Jiraiya nodded and looked at the locked warehouse door. Using a single hair, he unlocked the door with ease.
He pushed the door open and saw the Mark 42 charging. Jiraiya struck a playful pose, hopping on one leg with his right hand forward and his left hand back, exclaiming, "Haha, Tony! Your old friend, the Toad Sage Jiraiya of the Legendary Sannin, has come to support you. Be grateful for my arrival! Wah-ha-ha!"
Kankuro felt so embarrassed by Jiraiya's antics that he wished he could dig a hole with his puppet and hide in it. He didn't bother assessing the situation and called out, "Mr. Stark, are you alright?"
The next moment, Jarvis's voice responded, "Hello, Kankuro, Jiraiya. Mr. Stark is not here. I am his AI assistant, Jarvis."
Recognizing the familiar voice, Jiraiya dropped his pose and stood normally, feeling a bit awkward. "Jarvis, where is Tony? We came to support him, and now he's gone again. He didn't sneak off to drink and party, did he?"
Jarvis replied, "Mr. Stark has gone to Miami, Florida. Once I'm fully charged, I'll go to support him."
Parker interjected, "Let's go. The scent trail leading away from here must be Tony's. The scent left behind is likely from the Mark 42 armor."
Jiraiya nodded and said to Jarvis, "Jarvis, you keep charging. We'll go support Stark."
"Understood, Mr. Jiraiya."
With that, the two ninjas and the ninja dog left Harley's warehouse, Jiraiya relocking the door before they departed.
…
The sky was just starting to lighten, and Tony was nearing Miami, Florida.
Meanwhile, at Killian's location, all his subordinates had gathered, and Savin had repaired the Iron Patriot suit.
Wearing the Iron Patriot armor, Savin flexed his arms and said, "Commander, I'm ready. I'll bring the President to headquarters. What about the Colonel? Should we leave him and the Master here?"
Killian responded, "I'll bring them both to headquarters. To ignite the flames of the President, we'll need the Colonel as kindling."
"Commander, I'm heading out."
Killian nodded. "I'll be waiting at headquarters. A glorious tomorrow awaits us."
Without further words, Savin activated the Iron Patriot and flew towards Air Force One.
Watching Savin leave, Killian commanded, "All personnel except for the Master and the remaining staff, board the transport plane. We're heading to headquarters."
"Yes, Commander!"
Quickly, Killian and his numerous subordinates boarded the large transport plane on the rooftop, flying towards their seaside headquarters. This headquarters, where they planned to hold the President's funeral, was located on a large yacht off the coast.
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