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Date: 2022-03-31 03:29 am (UTC)"Klaue!" he shouts, as he stalks forward, as the man rolls out of the SUV and staggers to his feet, clutching the precious vibranium. Around them, people gather in a curious semi-circle. T'Challa releases his claws with a metallic sound. "Did you think we would forget?" he demands.
Klaue aims the strange weapon at him and fires. It disrupts the suit for a moment, but only a moment, and then T'Challa is on him, ripping the thing free of his arm. "Look at me, murderer! Where did you get this weapon?"
"You savages didn't deserve it," Klaue scoffs, and in a fit of temper T'Challa lifts him by the throat and shoves him against the wrecked car as Klaue begs for mercy.
Mercy! "Every breath you take is mercy from me," T'Challa hisses, and prepares to strike.