Two men, one in glowing armor and one in a suit, face off with magic and power in a cosmic landscape with asteroids and nebulae.

A cosmic battlefield on the edge of existence—shattered planets, broken stars, and glowing magical runes float in the void. At the center, two titans clash in a desperate, devastating duel. One is a Libyan man in a gleaming, battle-scarred metal suit, his light brown skin streaked with blood and ash, his eyes glowing with raw defiance. Embedded in his armor, the Infinity Stones blaze with unstable energy, flickering like dying stars as if responding to his fading strength. His stance is heroic—but weary, like he’s giving everything he has left. Across from him, the magician stands like a force of nature—a man in a crisp brown suit, dark brown or black hair whipping in the storm of magic around them. His expression is cold, almost sorrowful, as if he knows this battle must end in tragedy. Arcane symbols swirl around him, his body surrounded by a cosmic aura that tears at the very fabric of space. The environment is bleak and heart-wrenching: the sky is cracked like glass, light bleeding Ver más