She wastes no time, only leaps at the last second, gracefully describing an arc through the air until she lands on what was once a car door and bears down on it, skidding to a halt.
A grinding sound of metal on blacktop announces Nakia's arrival next to her: the War Dog looks lightly shell-shocked as they both gaze at the SUV driving away and the man hanging out the door, grinning at them. The man who had joined them for a short while is in pursuit, and Okoye's glance narrows as she watches him: he moves nearly with the speed of the Black Panther.
In the next second, her vision is blocked as another SUV screeches to a halt in front of them and Everett Ross leans out the window. Okoye can see the blonde woman in white who had been speaking with Nakia next to him. "Hop in," he invites, and glances at Okoye's spear. "Put that spear in the trunk."
She exchanges a glance with Nakia, and they both move to do as Ross says. What other choice do they have?
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A grinding sound of metal on blacktop announces Nakia's arrival next to her: the War Dog looks lightly shell-shocked as they both gaze at the SUV driving away and the man hanging out the door, grinning at them. The man who had joined them for a short while is in pursuit, and Okoye's glance narrows as she watches him: he moves nearly with the speed of the Black Panther.
In the next second, her vision is blocked as another SUV screeches to a halt in front of them and Everett Ross leans out the window. Okoye can see the blonde woman in white who had been speaking with Nakia next to him. "Hop in," he invites, and glances at Okoye's spear. "Put that spear in the trunk."
She exchanges a glance with Nakia, and they both move to do as Ross says. What other choice do they have?