As Tony Stark struggled against the icy prison that held him captive, he felt a wave of panic wash over him. He knew that he was no match for the powerful villain who had captured him, and the thought of facing his own mortality was overwhelming.
"Help! Somebody help me!" Tony shouted, desperation creeping into his voice. But the only answer he received was the sound of his own voice echoing back to him.
As time passed, his cries for help grew weaker and more desperate. He was on the brink of giving up when he heard a faint sound in the distance.
"Is someone there?" he called out, his voice shaking with hope.
Suddenly, a bright light pierced the darkness, and a figure strode confidently into view. It was Captain America, his old friend and ally.
"Tony, I've got you!" Steve called out, his shield raised in defense.
Using his strength and agility, Steve smashed through the ice that had held Tony captive for so long. Tony stumbled out of the block of ice, disoriented and weak.
But Steve was there to support him, wrapping his arms around Tony in a fierce embrace.
"You're safe now," Steve whispered, as Tony buried his face in his friend's shoulder.
Together, they faced down the villain, fighting with all their might. It was a hard-fought battle, but in the end, justice prevailed.
As they walked away from the battlefield, Tony felt a deep sense of gratitude towards Steve. He knew that without his friend's help, he might not have made it out of that icy tomb alive.
"Thank you, Steve," he said, his voice choked with emotion.
"Anytime, Tony," Steve replied with a smile. "That's what friends are for."
