Tony's armor glinted against the black canvas of space, repulsors firing in rapid bursts as he dodged the twin Leviathans' relentless assault. Molten fists smashed through the void, sending shards of glowing metal spiraling in every direction.
His HUD flickered: energy reserves dangerously low. Every shot counted.
The Leviathans moved with terrifying synchronization, a deadly ballet of destruction. Their glowing cores pulsed in eerie unison, the same arc reactor signature Tony knew all too well.
"Friday, analyze their structure—anything to exploit," Tony commanded, sweat beading on his brow despite the cold vacuum.
Suddenly, one Leviathan paused mid-attack, shifting its molten plating to reveal a concealed panel etched with cryptic symbols—ancient tech fused with Stark's design.
Tony's mind raced. "This isn't just technology… it's a hybrid. Something more."
A piercing signal interrupted the battle—Obsidian's voice crackling through: "You're fighting shadows of yourself, Stark. But only one can survive."
With a roar, the two Leviathans collided, their cores sparking wildly as they merged into a monstrous, towering figure—twice the size, twice the fury.
Tony's breath caught. "This is... impossible."
The behemoth's molten eyes locked onto him. "I am the future you refused to face."
As it lunged, Tony braced for impact, heart pounding in sync with the reactor deep in his chest.