"Nakia, you can start on your end."
T'Challa brushed his fingers across the bead bracelet in his hand.
"You—! You'll drag Wakanda into the abyss! You're completely unfit to be king!"
Okoye spun her spear and pointed it straight at Erik.
At the same time, the Dora Milaje behind her raised their spears, all aimed at him.
Erik smiled. He drew his short sword and spear from behind his back, and golden light spread across his body as a brand-new Black Panther suit enveloped him.
This suit was primarily black, etched with dark-gold patterns across its surface. A distinct golden band wrapped around his waist like a belt, and the helmet was adorned with subtle golden markings.
If T'Challa's armor resembled a black panther, then Erik's suit was more like a lightning-fast predator of the plains—a golden jaguar.
"I'll handle this. You go protect the king!"
Okoye tilted her head, signaling the others to move.
The remaining Dora Milaje immediately turned and rushed toward T'Challa, while Okoye stayed behind to face Erik alone.
She struck first. Her spear shot forward like a silver dragon, thrusting at Erik. He blocked with his short sword and twisted his body to redirect the force, then countered with a sudden stab of his own spear.
Okoye spun to block, sweeping her spear in a wide arc. The spearhead flashed past Erik's abdomen—but the Golden Jaguar armor absorbed the blow completely.
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On the other side, the Border Tribe warriors had already closed in on T'Challa.
"Defensive formation!!"
W'Kabi roared.
The warriors halted at once, flinging their cloaks outward. In an instant, rows of energy shields materialized, blocking T'Challa's path. These shields were capable of absorbing vibranium-based energy attacks.
As energy surged through them, the shields grew taller and taller—nearly three meters high.
But T'Challa simply leapt.
He cleared the shields effortlessly, and the moment he landed, a pulse of purple energy erupted outward from his body.
The shockwave blasted through the formation, hurling every Border Tribe warrior into the air. Their combined energy shields shattered instantly.
T'Challa didn't waste time on them. He sprinted straight toward Erik.
Ahead of him, members of the Dora Milaje had already arrived—but instead of staying with T'Challa, they charged into the remaining Border Tribe soldiers.
The Dora Milaje were the royal guard of Wakanda.
They served only the king and obeyed only him and their general, Okoye.
And the king they served was not Erik—but T'Challa.
Every member of the Dora Milaje was female, by tradition, but their combat ability far surpassed any other military unit in Wakanda, both in skill and weaponry.
One decisive charge was enough to suppress Border Tribe forces that outnumbered them three to one.
Without their energy shields raised, the Border Tribe soldiers were completely overwhelmed. Within a single exchange, many were already down.
"Raise the shields!"
W'Kabi shouted.
The Border Tribe warriors immediately activated their energy barriers, finally halting the Dora Milaje's advance.
Meanwhile, W'Kabi chased after T'Challa. With vibranium-enhanced strength, he actually managed to catch up and slashed at T'Challa's back.
T'Challa felt a heavy impact, as if someone had shoved him forward. His suit flared with purple light—he'd been hit.
He turned, saw it was W'Kabi, and responded with a flying kick that sent him crashing to the ground. W'Kabi was no match for him.
"W'Kabi, stop this madness!"
T'Challa shouted.
Only W'Kabi could halt the Border Tribe now—because they no longer obeyed T'Challa's commands.
W'Kabi looked up at him… then pulled out a rhinoceros horn.
"Stop, W'Kabi!"
T'Challa knew exactly what he was about to do—but it was already too late.
Woooo—Woooooo—
The horn sounded.
Every warrior stiffened. That horn meant only one thing—the arrival of Wakanda's most fearsome weapon.
Boom—Boom—
The ground began to tremble like an earthquake. The vibrations grew closer and stronger as massive shapes thundered forward.
The wreckage of the downed aircraft was crushed instantly as dozens of colossal war rhinos, clad in vibranium armor, charged onto the battlefield.
The tide of battle turned in an instant.
The Dora Milaje were scattered by the initial impact. Already outnumbered, they were pushed into a dire disadvantage.
Border Tribe warriors leapt onto the backs of the rhinos, their combat strength skyrocketing. The beasts rampaged through the field, unstoppable—no Dora Milaje warrior could stand against them head-on.
Just as the Dora Milaje were beginning to lose ground—
Heavy metal music suddenly blared across the battlefield.
A gold-and-red streak tore through the sky, thrusters blazing.
Tony Stark had arrived.
"Ohhh—man! Gotta love nanotech armor. Practically zero air resistance!"
Repulsor blasts poured from his palms like a storm. With his chest wound fully healed, J.A.R.V.I.S. no longer needed to divert power to keep him alive—every ounce of energy went straight into combat.
The barrage hit the ground like suppressive fire from a heavy machine gun, leaving scorched trails in Tony's wake.
"Let's try this next!"
Tony shouted as two drone cannons unfolded from his back.
Brilliant blue beams fired in rapid succession. Tony alone pinned down the majority of the Border Tribe forces.
At the same time, a dark green figure burst onto the battlefield.
Skye.
Wearing her vibranium combat suit, she charged forward, shockwaves rippling beneath her feet. With every step, the ground cracked and shattered.
With a thunderous leap, she launched herself more than ten meters into the air—
BOOM!
She slammed down, and a massive shockwave erupted outward for dozens of meters.
Every war rhino in the radius collapsed, howling in pain. Their vibranium armor fractured like brittle cookies, breaking apart and scattering across the ground.
With that single strike, Skye crippled the Border Tribe's greatest advantage.
She drew her fists back and thrust them forward, unleashing wave after wave of compressed force—air cannons that blasted soldiers off their feet.
"Defensive formation!"
Someone shouted.
Border Tribe warriors quickly raised their energy shields.
"Energy shields, huh? Interesting…"
Tony hovered above, observing.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., record the data on those shields immediately."
"Yes, sir."
Tony fired several repulsor blasts—but every shot was absorbed. One even ricocheted straight back at him.
On the ground, Skye faced more than a dozen overlapping energy shields without hesitation.
The Dora Milaje didn't know who she was—but seeing her attacking the Border Tribe, they instantly recognized her as an ally and moved to her side, spears leveled and ready.
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