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... nding from above—metallic, sleek, crackling with electric energy.
"Sorry I'm late. Got held up by some morons."
Tony Stark stood there in his Storm Javelin armor. The helmet's visor flickered as he looked down at Barton.
"You look like crap, Legolas."
"Yeah... working on it." Barton replied.
Tony turned his attention to Hubert, who had regained his footing. The vampire's crimson eyes narrowed.
"And who the hell are you supposed to be?" Hubert asked ...
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