In the midst of the raging battle, Tony and Stark traded blows, their movements a blur of intensity. Viole, his mind racing, sought to unravel the enigma behind Stark's formidable abilities. Tony launched a swift kick towards Stark, but Stark swiftly seized his leg, undeterred. With lightning reflexes, Tony retaliated, using his other leg to strike Stark's face with a resounding impact. Blow after blow rained down upon Stark's visage, each punch delivering a powerful message. Finally, Tony unleashed a mighty punch to Stark's gut, hurtling him towards a massive rock. Astonishingly, Stark remained standing, his resolve unyielding.
"Never have I witnessed a being withstand such relentless assault from me and remain standing. No wonder he was considered the strongest," Tony marveled, his voice tinged with a mix of awe and respect.
Undeterred by Stark's indomitable resilience, Tony and Stark continued their fierce exchange, a symphony of punches resonating through the air. However, weariness began to weigh heavily upon Tony's frame, his movements growing sluggish. Meanwhile, Viole, desperately searching for a breakthrough, found himself mired in a mental quagmire.
"This chaos... I must find a way. Think, Viole, think! Perhaps Sam sealed Stark's time remains within one of his organs. I shall begin with his heart," Viole pondered aloud, his voice filled with a resolute determination.
Moving to join Tony, Viole plunged his hand deep into the sand, invoking his power to conjure forth formidable blades that sprang forth from the earth. The sound of Viole's command reached Tony's ears, and he swiftly leaped to safety. Stark, ever vigilant, summoned two shields to shield himself from the onslaught. Seizing the opportunity, Viole materialized before Stark.
"I knew you would leave a gap," Viole declared, his voice tinged with a hint of triumph.
Grasping Stark's chest, Viole sought to eradicate the remnants of time. Yet, his efforts proved in vain as Stark utilized one of his shields to launch a counterattack. Viole, sensing the imminent danger, employed his hand to shield himself, narrowly evading the brunt of the assault. With a swift leap, Viole distanced himself from Stark's reach.
"What is your plan, Viole?" Tony queried, his voice laced with concern.
"We shall attempt to purge the time remains from every organ within his body. The revolutionaries may have concealed it within one of them. I have already checked his heart, so there is no need to revisit it," Viole responded, determination etched upon his features.
Tony's eyes caught sight of Viole's injured hand, and concern flooded his expression. "Your hand..."
"Fortunately, I managed to activate my defensive barrier in the nick of time. Otherwise, he would have shattered me. It's of no consequence; I can still fight," Viole reassured Tony, his resolve unwavering.
Together, Viole and Tony endeavored to pinpoint the elusive organ containing the time remains. However, Stark's immense strength and their self-imposed restraint rendered the task arduous. Gradually, Stark gained the upper hand, his prowess unyielding. Despite their persistent efforts, Viole's plan failed to yield the desired results. Exhaustion gripped them both, their bodies weary and spirits strained.
"What comes next? What manner of indomitable creature is this? I must think outside the confines of convention," Viole pondered aloud, his breathing labored.
A glimmer of realization sparkled in Viole's eyes as he discerned
a peculiar aspect of their surroundings—the searing heat and unforgiving temperature of the desert.
"Wait... Why did they choose this place—a desert? Could it be... those bastards," Viole mused, a small, knowing smile gracing his lips.
"Tony, I implore you. Will you grant me a favor?" Viole requested, his tone filled with urgency.
"What is it?" Tony responded, his voice reflecting both curiosity and trust.
"I need you to wait for me here. I must return to the fifth dimension," Viole explained, his words brimming with purpose.
"Have you discovered something?" Tony inquired, hope mingling with his voice.
"Yes. Just wait for me and remain alive. I shall return as swiftly as I can," Viole assured him.
"Go! I trust you, you smartass!" Tony exclaimed, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.
With resolve in his heart, Viole opened a portal to the fifth dimension and departed, leaving Tony alone amidst the desert's expanse.
"I stand alone now. Prepare yourself, Stark. Let us determine who shall succumb first," Tony declared, his voice laced with determination as he readied himself for the impending clash.