Odin's Death

King T'Challa's younger sister was naturally Wakanda's Princess, Shuri.

"Let me take a look. Don't move." Shuri looked like little more than a young girl. Since Vision was so tall, she could only have him sit in a chair in the lab.

Vision was exceptionally obedient, sitting perfectly still in the chair.

After carefully examining the Yellow Gem embedded in his forehead with sophisticated instruments, Shuri turned her astonished gaze toward Kyle, who stood beside her. "You created him?"

"More or less." Kyle shrugged.

"How did you do it? Is this the legendary creation of a god?" Shuri was utterly amazed.

"Like a chemical reaction. You put several right things together," Kyle answered calmly.

"Then how did you get the gem into his forehead? His body should be made of vibranium, right?" Shuri's dark eyes darted about as she asked humbly.

When it came to vibranium research, they were the experts. Anything involving it was worth studying carefully.

Kyle held up two fingers in demonstration. "I pressed a hole into it with my fingers and shoved it in."

Shuri: "..."

T'Challa: "..."

Seriously? He had pressed finger marks into vibranium?

"Enough." T'Challa coughed and asked, "Shuri, can you help them remove the gem from his forehead?"

"It will be extremely difficult. No, it should be the most difficult project I have ever undertaken." Shuri frowned deeply as she stared at the gem on Vision's forehead. "That gem has completely fused with him, connected to tens of thousands of his brain neurons. To remove it, every neuron would have to be separated with perfect precision. And after the gem is removed, I don't know whether he will survive."

"If there is even a ten percent chance, please help me remove it." Vision spoke in a deep voice, making his resolve clear.