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࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

"How we looking, Bruce?" Natasha pressed her earpiece and turned around from Okoye's side.

"Yeah," he replied, taking long strides in the Hulkbuster suit, "I think I'm getting the hang of it," he fired the repulsors, landed in front of Steve's Hovercart and started sprinting, "Wow! This is amazing, man," he cheered enthusiastically, "It's like being the hulk without actually—"

He tripped over a large rock on the ground and fell on his face. Okoye gave him a look as her Hovercart flew past him. "I'm okay," Bruce told no one in particular, "I'm okay."

"I got two heat signatures breaking through the treeline," Rhodey flew in the War Machine suit along with Sam.

The Wakandan Army assembled in front of the barrier of and T'Challa, Nat and Steve walked over to the front where M'Baku had gathered the Jabari and chanting a war cry.

T'Challa walked over to him and shook his hand, "Thank you for standing with us."

"Of course, brother," he replied back in his native language with a nod.

T'Challa, Steve, and Nat approached the end of the barrier and saw Proxima and Cull Obsidian waiting for them on it's other side.

"Where's you're other friend?" Natasha asked, looking past them for Corvus.

"You will pay for his life with yours," Proxima remarked, "Thanos will have that Stone."

"That's not gonna happen," Steve deadpanned.

"You are in Wakanda now," T'Challa commented, "Thanos will have nothing but dust and blood."

"We have blood to spare," Proxima raised her sword with a yell.

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Y/N was now seated right beside Vision on the chair. She adjusted the machinery slightly whenever Shuri instructed he to. She spoke to Vision and gave him company, trying to distract him from the pain of removing the stone, no matter how many times he insisted that he was fine.

"Wanda loves roses and exotic stuff, " Y/N screwed her face up in thought, "Oh, oh," she piped up and looked over her shoulder to check if Wanda was listening to their conversation, "She has a secret thing for Mexican wrestlers."

"Mexican wrestlers?" Vision side-glanced at her.

She nodded, "Yep, don't tell her though," she added with wide eyes, "She'd kill me."

"Why?" he frowned, "She wouldn't harm you. You're her best friend."

"It's an exaggeration, Vis," Y/N rolled her eyes with a smile and he grimaced sheepishly.