Seeing the shine gone from that suit armor brought a smile to Barton’s face. So the thing was wearing down, that was good. And on top of that, it looked like it was missing an arm as well. It must have gotten engaged in another scrap while Clint had taken Wanda to get fixed up. Probably with that Spider-Man guy, or an FF member. This was excellent news. It made the bastard easier to hit.
Judging by the way the suit twisted around to glare in his general direction; it wouldn’t be long before an attack commenced. Clint took a deep breath and went into action right as the suit took off flying towards him. He raised his bow and took aim. He needed just the right shot here for the arrow to work. And then the splitting trick happened. Fuck. Clint looked from one Iron Man to the other briefly. He didn’t know that son of a bitch could do this. What the fuck was he supposed to do now? He briefly considered his options for a moment and decided to wait for the right shot.