You were sat in your cabin in your people’s village- you finally had the Vibranium and were now forging weapons to protect your people. That was until you felt a presence behind you. Your attention turned to see a figure in a high-tech suit that looked like a Black Panther. It was the King of Wakanda, you had been warned of him. “you stole from my city.” he spoke, his accent thick, rolling off his tongue.
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