he who hesitates is toast

Ahead, Klaue's men open fire on him, splashing his suit with vibrant purple kinetic energy. He leaps for them, clawing his way up the back to the roof, which peels open beneath his vibranium claws as easily as he might pull apart a thin film of plastic.

No Klaue. He reaches in and removes the driver, tossing him behind the SUV and into the path of the remote-controlled car. "Hey, what was that?" Shuri demands, as the car bumps over the unlucky man.

"Don't worry about it," T'Challa tells her, leaping back onto the roof of the car as the SUV drives up onto the curb and launches itself into the air in a chaos of shattered metal and glass. "You're doing great."