"Ultron wants so much vibranium. Maybe... it wants to build a robot army."
Steve stared at the marker for Wakanda on the screen, his brow furrowed.
He remembered facing the Chitauri Army. The oppressive weight of those overwhelming numbers was still fresh in his memory.
Tony scoffed and swiped his fingers through the air, bringing up more data streams.
"Wild guesses won't help, Cap. Whatever it wants, we need to check out Wakanda. But before that..."
He looked around at everyone, his gaze passing over Thor's still somewhat pale face. "We need to heal up first. Ultron, that Ghost, and that Purple-Robed Witch are all tough customers. We have to be at our best to rescue Helen Cho and retrieve the Mind Stone."
The next few weeks were unexpectedly quiet.
Ultron seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth, making no moves at all.
This calm before the storm only made the Avengers increasingly uneasy.
Every day, they intensified their training, repaired their equipment, and analyzed intelligence in preparation for the coming showdown.
Finally, once everyone was back in peak condition, the Quinjet took off again, bound for Wakanda.
The Quinjet pierced the clouds. Beneath a lush rainforest lay a nation cut off from the outside world.
An energy shield, almost invisible to the naked eye, enveloped the land.
"Cute trick." Tony was a little surprised that this small nation had energy technology too. With a soft snort from him, the Quinjet fired a special energy pulse. The invisible shield rippled like water, opening a gap large enough for the aircraft to pass through.
Once they passed through the shield, the sight of Wakanda made their eyes light up.
Buildings that perfectly blended futuristic technology with traditional tribal styles, maglev trains floating through the air-everything showcased technology far