Robotic Arms, Han Solo & Snow Shovels

Tony Stark lies dying on the floor of his workshop. He is sweating, pale, and motionless, propped up against a bench. The arc reactor that is normally in his chest, keeping him alive, is missing. The audience can't figure out how he's going to get out of this one. He's completely alone, he's out of... Continue Reading →

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