Chapter 15 Fucking Captain America
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Indra frowned, glancing at the terrified girl huddled nearby. *He thinks I started the fire?* he realized. Given the scene, anyone would assume he was responsible.
Clearing his throat, Indra began, " The fire it wasn't me—"
But before he could finish, Captain America lunged, his fist hurtling toward Indra with blinding speed. Indra barely had time to react before the punch was inches from his face.
Just then, Captain America stumbled. With a graceful backflip, he landed on one knee, his fist slamming into the ground.
Indra was baffled. *What's with this dramatic move? Is he proposing? I don't swing that way.*
Inside, Captain America was equally dismayed. *In all my years of fighting, I never imagined I'd trip over my own shield.*
Drawing a deep breath, Captain America stood up, his eyes narrowing. "I think you know who I am," he said. "You should leave. Now."
Indra frowned. He had planned to leave, but being ordered around irked him. "And what if I refuse?" he challenged.
Captain America glared at him. "Then I won't hold back."
Without another word, Captain America threw another punch. Indra braced himself, meeting the punch head-on. The impact was tremendous, forcing both men to step back.
Both had enhanced strength, thanks to their respective serums, but Indra had the added advantage of the Extremis Virus, which made his body akin to a burning iron.
Captain America winced, his hand numbed by the searing heat. He had clearly underestimated Indra's power. Meanwhile, Indra felt invigorated, his body fueled by the virus's regenerative abilities. He barely felt any pain from the clash.
As flames began to envelop Indra, Captain America's suspicion grew. *He really is the one who started the fire,* he thought, dashing to retrieve his shield.
Indra stood tall, flames dancing around him, ready for whatever came next.
Indra didn't give Captain America a chance to retrieve his shield. A fireball shot towards him, forcing Cap to roll out of the way. Though he avoided the direct hit, the intense heat still made him uncomfortable.
Cap frowned. This opponent was as strong as him, but with the added ability to wield fire at extreme temperatures. Realizing a direct confrontation wouldn't end well, he dashed for his shield.
Another fireball followed. Cap rolled again, but this time he managed to grab the shield, feeling a surge of relief and excitement. However, when he tried to pull it free, it was stuck deep in the ground.
*Great,* he thought, *this is just embarrassing.* It was the first time Cap had encountered such a situation.
Indra didn't let up. A stream of fire surged towards Cap, who crouched behind his shield. "Boom!" The flames collided with the shield, deflecting them but heating the metal to an unbearable degree.
Indra frowned, then smirked, his fists igniting as he rushed towards Cap. The air heated up, and Cap felt a crushing sense of pressure. Desperate, he yanked his shield free just as Indra's fiery punch came within inches of his face.
Cap quickly brought his shield up to block. "Boom!" The impact was immense, shaking the ground and sending Cap skidding back several meters, leaving a deep crack in the pavement.
Cap's entire body tingled with numbness, his ears ringing. He had underestimated Indra's power. The combination of fire and physical strength amplified Indra's blows to a staggering degree.
Looking down, Cap saw a blackened mark on his shield. *His shield, made from a unique alloy of vibranium, iron, and other elements, was nearly indestructible, capable of withstanding extreme forces, temperatures, and radiation.* Yet, Indra's punch had left a mark.
Cap was stunned, staring at the imprint. *Who is this man?* His curiosity was piqued. Realizing he couldn't win in a head-on fight, Cap decided he needed to get the girl to safety.
Meanwhile, Indra thought, *He threw his shield at me without a word. If it weren't for my luck, it could have killed me. Now he wants to leave without consequence? Not a chance.*
Indra chuckled, taunting, "Are you a turtle, hiding in your shell?" Then he smiled, adding, "And why should I know who you are? Shouldn't you be the one desperate to know who I am?"
Cap's eyes narrowed, but he remained silent, steeling himself for the next round. Indra's flames flared brighter, the night air filled with tension as the two prepared to clash again.
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