𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑 // 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐈 𝐔𝐃𝐀𝐊𝐔

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korea

᠃ ⚘᠂ ⚘ ˚ ⚘ ᠂ ⚘ ᠃ ᠃ ⚘᠂ ⚘ ˚ ⚘ ᠂ ⚘ ᠃

BUSAN, KOREA

T'Challa, Nakia, and Okoye were in Korea, where they knew Klaue would be.

"This way," Nakia instructed.

"Bast willing, this will go quickly and I can get this ridiculous thing off my head," Okoye spoke about her wig.

"It looks nice," Nakia complimented. "Just whip it back and forth."

"What? It's a disgrace."

Nakia started talking in Korean to this woman. After a short while, she let the three pass and into the club. They walked through a metal detector and were met with music as they looked at the whole place from a balcony.

"Spread out," T'Challa instructed. "The buyer is likely already here."

Nakia linked her arm with T'Challa's as they walked down the flight of stairs.

"The woman outside," he started. "What trouble was she referring to?"

"Ah... I got into a disagreement with some ivory traders. Made a bit of a mess."

"Hmm. And will there be any trouble tonight, Ms. Kenyan Heiress?"

"Depends... on how quickly we finish the mission."

"Can we please focus?" Okoye asked through their earpieces. "Thank you."

Nakia went over to the bar to keep watch more discreetly.

"Eyes up. Americans," she spoke to the others. "I count three."

"Five," Okoye corrected her. "How could you miss Greased Lightning there behind you?"

"Six," T'Challa joined. "Just spotted an old friend who works for the CIA. It just got a little more complicated."

T'Challa joined Everett Ross at the table, going to make some small talk.

"Agent Ross," he started.

"Your Highness."

"You are buying from Klaue."

"What I'm doing or not doing on behalf of the U.S. government is none of your concern. Now, whatever the hell you're up to... do me a favor, stay out of my way."

"I gave you Zemo."

"Didn't I keep it under wraps that the king of a third-world country runs around in a bulletproof catsuit? And there's another one whom he doesn't know the identity of? I'd say we were even. You really need to leave, now."

"Klaue is leaving out that door with me. You've been warned," he finished as he walked away, throwing the piece of the game.

"Hey, you won!" Ross pointed out.

"You know what?" A man said as he came over. "I think I'll just take these... bring them over here and hold on for safekeeping."

"Okay, heads up. The King of Wakanda is here. He cannot leave with Klaue."

Ross came back over to T'Challa.

"All right. Vibranium from the attack on Sokovia links back to a person... that I'm not actually saying I'm here to make a deal with... but that deal will not be called off. When the dust settles, you and me can work something out."

"I'm not here to make a deal," he finished as Ross walked away.

"Klaue," Nakia spoke. "Plus eight."

"General," T'Challa spoke.

"In position to secure our exit."

"And the vibranium?"

"I don't see it yet," Nakia responded as she walked around.

"I thought there were no weapons allowed in here."

"There's not supposed to be."

"Somebody did not get the memo. Definitely armed. Six more. It's a setup."

"We need to move on Klaue," Nakia pushed.

"Stand down," T'Challa demanded. "We can't afford a shootout."

"It now or never."

"Stand down!" Okoye demanded in Xhosa.

"Hey!" A man spoke to Okoye. She had no choice but to take out her spear and start fighting.