The situation was quickly spiraling out of control, but Su Zhan didn't seem fazed. The fire inside him simmered, barely contained, yet the rising chaos outside only made him more focused. They had taken down Michael Collins, but the true threat—the organization behind the Extremis virus—was still out there, operating in the shadows.
Coulson's voice came through the intercom, cutting through Su Zhan's thoughts. "We're close to the target. Prepare yourselves."
As the plane touched down, Su Zhan felt the weight of what lay ahead. The mission wasn't over, and every step forward could bring new dangers. He could sense the growing tension, not just among the team, but within himself as well. He hadn't planned for the complications of dealing with Extremis, or for the uncertainty of having to face more powerful enemies.
They landed near an old industrial site on the outskirts of the city. Su Zhan stepped off the plane, his mind still working through their next move. The coordinates had led them here, but they had no idea what they were walking into.
"This place feels off," Skye remarked, looking around the barren landscape. "You sure this is the spot?"
Coulson nodded. "It matches the intel we received. Stay sharp."
As they moved closer to the building, Su Zhan felt a growing unease. His senses were on high alert. He had learned to trust his instincts, and right now, they were telling him that they were about to step into something far more dangerous than expected.
Inside the facility, they found remnants of experiments, and the eerie silence felt like a prelude to something far worse. The walls were lined with outdated technology, and there was an unmistakable odor of decay in the air. It was clear that whatever had been happening here had ended, but it wasn't just an empty building—they weren't alone.
Suddenly, Su Zhan's instincts flared. He spun around just in time to see two figures step out from the shadows. They were familiar faces—two of the enhanced individuals they had been tracking.
"Step aside, Su Zhan," one of them said, her voice calm yet laced with menace. She was tall, with dark hair and a cold stare, radiating an energy that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.
Su Zhan ignited a small flame, his eyes narrowing. "You want a fight?"
The woman smiled, her eyes glowing faintly. "Not unless you make us."
Before Su Zhan could react, the ground beneath them began to rumble, and a third figure emerged—a towering man with a heavily armored suit. The suit gleamed in the dim light, his muscles rippling beneath the heavy metal. He raised his hand, and suddenly the temperature in the room shot up.
"Stay back, Su Zhan," Coulson ordered, signaling to Skye. "We've got this."
But Su Zhan didn't wait. With a swift motion, he launched himself forward, fire exploding from his hands as he clashed with the trio. The fight was intense—heat and energy crackling through the air as Su Zhan fought to keep control.