The Flying Fox and Quinjet had landed on the Wakandan landing pad right outside of the tower. T'Challa stood next to Okoye with the rest of the Dora Milaje behind her.
Once the two aircrafts had landed, the two teams walked out of them and walked to the king of Wakanda as a singular group.
In case of an incoming battle, since they were being tracked, Y/N wore a longcoat and combat pants over his suit, along with a pair of goggles.
"Should we bow?" Bruce asked Rhodey.
"Yeah, he's a king," Rhodey replied.
"Gotta show respect," Pietro played along.
Y/N, Steve, Natasha, Clark, and Diana walked up to T'Challa to greet him.
"Seems like I'm always thanking you for something," Steve said as he then shook T'Challa's hand.
Bruce, after clearing his throat, bowed to the king while Rhodey looked confused. "What are you doing?"
T'Challa looked at Banner. "Uh, we don't do that here," He informed him.
Bruce looked at Rhodey and Pietro with a scorn while the two men luaghed at the prank.
"I trust that Rachel is doing well?" Y/N asked the king.
"Very much so," He said, but Y/N could tell that he was not telling him something about her, they way his feet shifted when he asked the question.
"So how big of an assault should we expect?" T'Challa asked as the group started to walk to the palace.
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