Chapitre 36: An undead revenge

The mysterious figure, shrouded in a mask concealing any discernible features, moved with an uncanny swiftness towards Tony. The air seemed to ripple with the masked man's incredible speed, leaving behind a sense of urgency. Tony, squared off against this enigmatic adversary, braced himself for the impending clash.

As the masked man closed the distance, his movements betrayed a remarkable proficiency. Every step, every calculated maneuver, spoke volumes about his prowess. It wasn't just speed; it was a dance of precision and skill.

In a sudden turn of events, Tony's hands transformed into radiant beacons, emitting a brilliant yellow glow. Before anyone could comprehend the spectacle, flames erupted from his fingertips. The initial chaos of the fire suggested an unbridled force, but as if guided by an unseen hand, the flames began a mesmerizing dance. Gradually, they dwindled, condensing into a controlled inferno.