Every demon must have their pound of flesh.
The Avengers have fallen. The unity that once protected the Earth no longer remains. Fathers and daughters have been torn apart, families are no longer aligned, and darkness looms upon the horizon. For...
Thanos doesn't answer. He doesn't need to. Eyes flickering closed, a portal opens behind him and then the titan disappears, leaving only the axe behind.
Steve breathes heavily, holding to his side as he stumbles over to his friend, "Where'd he go?"
Thor doesn't respond as Steve looks around quickly, desperately.
"Thor?" The ex-captain's voice grows stronger, "Where'd he go?!"
Thor does not answer. He can't. Neither men understand. But they will. Oh, they will.
T'CHALLA PAINFULLY HOLDS HIS SIDE, trying to get to Okoye as she lies a few feet away, "Up, General! Up!"
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He stretches out a hand and uses the ground to drag himself to her, not willing to give in just yet. He has too much to fight for, too much to defend, too much to protect. A wife, a child, a sister, a mother, a kingdom. No, T'Challa is not ready to give in. He isn't ready. Oh God, he isn't ready.
"This is no place to die!"
And then T'Challa's hand turns to dust within her grasp.
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Okoye falls back, her eyes widen horrified, and all she can do is simply stare at her now empty hand.
GROOT'S DEEP BLACK EYES STARE at Rocket, his little voice so frail and afraid,
"I am Groot..." Dad...
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