"Come," Nakia says, as gently as she can while still conveying urgency. "We will explain on the way. Only come."
Her friend is limp in Bucky's arms, but breathing, and Nakia comforts herself with the knowledge that if they can just get her back to Wakanda in time, she will be alright.
She has to be.
As they approach the center of the field, the air shimmers and the flyer's cloak drops, making it seem as though it has appeared from thin air, a futuristic, almost aquatic-looking vessel. She hears Ross's strangled curse, but does not stop, only gesture them forward as the ramp lowers and Okoye strides up and into the interior.
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Her friend is limp in Bucky's arms, but breathing, and Nakia comforts herself with the knowledge that if they can just get her back to Wakanda in time, she will be alright.
She has to be.
As they approach the center of the field, the air shimmers and the flyer's cloak drops, making it seem as though it has appeared from thin air, a futuristic, almost aquatic-looking vessel. She hears Ross's strangled curse, but does not stop, only gesture them forward as the ramp lowers and Okoye strides up and into the interior.