A superhero in a high-tech suit takes cover around a corner, looking beaten-up.
Sidekick: Steel Man, are you okay?
Steel Man: I’m afraid I’ve met my match. He shoots like me, moves like me, uses the same tech…
In the room past the corner stands a large mirror.
Steel Man: And if I defeat him, I’ll have seven years of bad luck!
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