Tony's existence had become a mountain looming over everyone's heads. When dealing with him, there was no such thing as being too careful.
The two sides discussed matters for several hours before finally settling on a plan.
First came the choice of battlefield. It absolutely could not be in the city, or there was no telling how many innocent people would die once the fighting began.
T'Challa proposed luring Tony out into the wilderness. They already had the perfect excuse.
Tony needed vibranium, and they could use that to lure him to their chosen battlefield.
In addition, Wakanda would deploy an army equipped with its most advanced technology. They were not sure whether it could pose a threat to Tony, but even inflicting a little damage would help.
Beyond those two measures, the rest would depend on the superhumans under Nick's command. They were the main force. If they could not stand up to Tony, no amount of preparation would make a difference.
Neither side wasted time. Once the plan was settled, they immediately sprang into action.
T'Challa took his men to select a location and set up an ambush in advance, while Nick returned to the hotel with the Captain to have the others prepare.
The old king would be responsible for luring Tony out.
With their respective roles clearly defined, Nick and the Captain took their leave of the Royal Palace.
A day quickly passed. On the surface, Wakanda remained as prosperous as ever, but fierce undercurrents were already stirring beneath it. At the hotel where the S.H.I.E.L.D. team was staying, everyone who had learned of the situation wore a grave expression, their hearts full of tension.
Doctor Doom, however, remained as untroubled as ever despite hearing the news.
Looking at Hela, who stood silently nearby, Doctor Doom