Chunks of dirt and debris flew through the air, narrowly missing your face. Wakanda had never faced an enemy as tough as Thanos and his seemingly endless waves of creatures, slowly eroding through even the finest soldiers that T'Challa and the Dora Milaje had to offer.

T'Challa clawed and kicked his way through the hordes of opponents with an unparalleled grace, felling an incredible number of foes in the blink of an eye.

"Watch out!" He yelled whilst pointing behind you, you ducked down only for T'Challa to vault over you, swiping at a leaping creature that was about to leap onto you, the beast lurched onto his chest and snapped at his face, just in time you managed to drive your spear through its back and extend your hand to an almost fallen King.

"Thank you..." His outstretched hand met yours and he pulled himself back onto his feet. "Are you okay?" He asked, surveying the battlefield.

"Do not worry about me. Thanks to you, I am alive. How are you?" He smirked and gazed over his suit, scanning for any damage. "I am fine, will be better once we get these savages out of our home."

A sudden roar erupted from behind you and before you could even tell what was going on you were on the floor, you felt a warm pool of blood start collecting under your head, trying to stand up was a frivolous pursuit, you could only watch as T'Challa fought off your attackers. He stood in front of you, shielding you from the hellish beasts trying to finish you off. They lunged and pounced trying to get to you, but T'Challa fought each and every one of the off, protecting you with his life. Your vision became hazy and blurred before finally turning to blackness.

"Y/N!" Your eyes slowly crept open, through glazed eyes you saw the battle still taking place, T'Challa still protecting your lifeless body. "Y/N if you are going to wake up and help, now would definitely be a good time." More and more beasts had found the two of you. They piled onto T'Challa who somehow managed to push them all off and send them flying, probably with the help of some gadget from Shuri. It took a few minutes, but you managed to get back onto your feet.

"This is no time for a sleep Y/N." T'Challa chuckled as he kicked your spear, sending it sliding across the floor to where you stood.

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