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Manhattan. Central Park crater.
The asphalt had become liquid. The air tasted like sulfur and scorched earth.
Thanos steadied himself. For the first time, genuine gravity entered those pale purple eyes. He glanced at his golden bracer — charred black — then at the four-armed burning giant opposite him.
"A lifeform created by fusing two genetic templates?" His voice carried curiosity. "Even the Supreme Intelligence of the Kree has never achieved this."
"Then today's your lucky day, Sweet Potato Spirit."
Heat Arms roared — a sound like a volcanic eruption given a voice — and slammed all four arms into the ground.
BOOM!!
Four pillars of magma erupted along the asphalt like the fingers of a fire god, snaking outward to seal every escape route.
"Trifling."
Thanos clenched his fist. Space Stone.
Blue flash. The magma pillars vanished — reappeared through a spatial fold directly above Jake's head, pouring down like molten rain.
"Using my own attack against me?"
Jake looked up at the falling lava. Opened his burning mouth.
Gulp.
He swallowed it. All of it. Like drinking hot soup. The flame patterns on his body blazed brighter, temperature spiking, the air warping in a ten-meter radius.
"Thanks — I was getting hungry."
He launched — a burning meteorite aimed at the Mad Titan.
"Four Arms — EXPLOSIVE FLAME BARRAGE!!"
Not just fists. Every strike carried a compressed fireball — stellar-temperature payloads delivered with Tetramand force. Four arms. Continuous fire. No pause. No mercy.
BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG!!
Dense fist-shadows hammered Thanos's Power Stone shield like a storm hitting a dam. The purple barrier trembled with each impact — humming, cracking, bending.
Thanos braced with his left hand and parried with his right, but the fusion of raw physical power and extreme heat was forcing him backward. Step by step. The asphalt cratered under his retreating boots.
"STARK! NOW!"
"Copy, big guy!"
Tony — hovering, waiting for exactly this window — opened four floating cannons from his back. The chest reactor converged into a focused beam.
"Nano-Focused Beam — FIRE!"
BOOM!
On the ground, Steve threw the vibranium shield in a calculated arc that ricocheted off a ruined car and sliced toward Thanos's unguarded knee.
"BUCKY! COVER!"
And from the flank — Wanda. Eyes blazing crimson. Chaos Magic forming two giant red hands that seized Thanos's ungloved arm and legs, pinning him in place.
The Plumbers. The Avengers. Combined assault. Every angle covered.
"ENOUGH!!"
Thanos erupted.
The Power Stone blazed to maximum.
BOOM—!!!!
A purple shockwave — omnidirectional, crust-cracking, absolute — exploded from his body.
Wanda's magic chains snapped. She was hurled backward, blood at her lip. Tony's beam scattered; the Mark 50 screamed with overload warnings as he tumbled hundreds of meters. Steve's shield bounced free and embedded itself in an abandoned bus.
Even Heat Arms — mid-barrage, point-blank range — was blasted back a dozen meters, the flames on all four arms flickering out for a heartbeat.
Dust settled.
Thanos stood in the center of a crater. Golden armor cracked. Purple blood at the corner of his mouth.
But standing.
And his aura was worse than before.
"You are strong." He wiped the blood. His gaze swept the fallen heroes, then settled on Jake. "But it is meaningless."
He raised the Gauntlet. Space Stone and Power Stone lit simultaneously.
"Once I have the Time Stone — all of this ends."
HUM!
He vanished.
Reappeared directly in front of Strange.
"Sorcerer. Give it to me."
His massive hand closed around Strange's throat.
Strange's hands blurred through seal formations — Tao Mandalas layered into shields—
CRACK!
The shields shattered like crackers. The Power Stone didn't care about magic.
Thanos lifted Strange off the ground. Fingers tightening.
"Not... giving..." Strange choked.
"Then die."
"STOP!!" Peter's web caught Thanos's arm. Thanos flicked his wrist and sent Spider-Man tumbling across the crater.
Strange's face was turning blue.
"Hey, Purple Sweet Potato Spirit."
Playful. Calm. Coming from directly behind Thanos.
"Did you forget someone?"
Thanos whipped around.
Jake was half-crouched on the ground. Four arms folded across his chest. Not rushing. Not panicking. And the flames covering his body had changed — no longer red-orange volcanic fire.
Pale blue. Stellar.
"Omnitrix — Overdrive Mode."
The emblem on his chest spun frantically, alarm shrieking.
"I saved this one for exactly this kind of moment."
He spread all four arms.
"Fusion Finishing Move — SUPERNOVA!!"
BOOOOOM!!!
A pale blue fire column — ten meters in diameter, carrying the energy signature of a collapsing star — erupted from Heat Arms' body and engulfed Thanos's position.
Not fire. Not heat. Pure energy simulating stellar death.
Thanos's pupils contracted. For the first time — genuine threat assessment. This attack could hurt him.
He dropped Strange. Both hands raised the Gauntlet. Two Stones at full defensive output.
SZZZT-SZZZT-SZZZT—!!!
Blue stellar fire met purple power barrier. The collision produced light brighter than the sun — turning all of New York into a world of white.
"NOW! WONG! OPEN THE GATE!!"
Wong — patient, precise, waiting for exactly this — slashed open a portal beneath the falling Strange.
Whoosh!
Strange dropped through and materialized behind Captain America, hundreds of meters away. Safe.
"DAMN IT!"
Thanos pushed against the fire column. Took one step forward. Then another. The Power Stone screaming under the strain.
"You... have thoroughly ENRAGED me!!"
He pointed at the sky.
The donut ship — still hovering above Manhattan — disintegrated. Torn apart by the Power Stone's influence. Its wreckage — massive hull plates, engine cores, structural beams — became flaming meteorites, pulled downward by gravitational manipulation.
A doomsday meteor shower, converging on the battlefield.
"Since I cannot catch you — I will level this entire city to the GROUND!"
Jake detransformed from Heat Arms. Human. Looking up at a sky full of falling fire.
He pressed the dial. Turned it to an icon he'd never used before — an icon that pulsed with the particular energy of something designed for exactly this.
Absolute defense. And absolute counterattack.
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