The heroes' will to win surged in this moment. It had been strong to begin with; but having reinforcements enter the fray as they did helped their morale beyond what words could say. But nobody knowing the truth here was operating under any illusion. Kill monger still had his bombs. He could still set them off at any time. And that could happen any time anywhere. Peter hadn't gotten so caught up in events as to have forgotten that.

But he'd already gained invaluable insights about Mephisto and his intentions from the battles they'd fought together of late. These were all things that Mephisto could have done already.

And then there was the pivotal truth that Mephisto had a large enough demon army that he could outright invade the world at any time. And he could have done that long before Peter or the rise of superheroes. Truth. But he hadn't. He was an immortal hell lord. Powerful beyond measure. Not many rivaled him or were stronger. He had the time to wait. He could just hang there in the back of Peter's mind forever. Simple as that. That was Mephisto's greatest power: living rent free in Peter's head. Just the specter of him was enough to satisfy Mephisto's sadistic whims.

What could a mere mortal ever hope to do against that?

Live and press on. Or as they said in the hit post apoc 100 show with all the hot chicks (Peter carried a big torch for smarty pants babes Clarke and Raven): fight on. They only said the grounder saying of your fight is over when it truly was. Peter recollected that pop culture wisdom here and applied it.

Panther punched his fist into the ground near to Spidey; the latter leaped as a massive kinetic shock wave went out to knock down baddies rushing them. It dispersed quickly opened a hole for the heroes to push through and forward they went. Hulk was still bashing away. He'd flattened some structures too. Obviously Peter and fellow heroes that could control their actions always hated seeing that but it was war. And in war people would die. And the debate about what banner could remember while changed was an ongoing debate. Hulk was always a risk in any situation; but was still a proven vital asset when needed.

Still no baddie bombs went off. It was good that panther was leading this Peter thought. If stuff hit the fan panther was answerable to none but himself. He felt as though the west would shut them down if different. But it wasn't their call. It was Africa's call. It was Wakanda's call. Tasha and Peter were in exile and were just helping out. The west's desires didn't matter to them right now.

More structures went down; and from baddie attacks... collateral was gonna be high; and that was without baddie bombs going off.

Danger! Kill monger came at him and panther through his baddies. He again carried a Wakandan sword and war hammer. Peter's shield went up; the hammer struck it hard and sent Peter crashing into a structure. Then the next duel of the Wakandan cousins commenced.

Hulk knocked away baddies and picked up Peter who remained dazed from the enhanced blow that kill monger had dished out. "Spider friend okay?" "Uh...yeah. I think so."

Various baddie weapons struck hulk but his near impervious body kept it at bay. Hulk turned his back to the attackers and shielded Spidey till he could get his bearings back. Peter did so quickly; realizing that hulk was shielding him from hits. "I'm okay hulk. I got this." "Okay spider friend. Hulk let Spider-Man do his thing."

He dropped Peter to the ground and both went back into the fight. Peter saw the cousins going at it as he knocked away baddies left and right. He wanted to get back to T'Challa. This was his fight in Peter's view. He was the leader; the general. He had to be protected.

"Hulk! Help me help black panther!" Hulk snarled with growing fury and bashed away more baddies. "Good Spidey. Good. Lead hulk!"

Couldn't have said it better! Peter leaped into more baddies and knocked them away with his shield and limb strikes. He now threw the shield a few times to help open that hole to get him to panther. Panther was better than holding his own; but anything could happen.

And indeed it did. Danger. Sobek tribesmen appeared for the fist time in this fight Peter had experienced so far. Oh boy. They were indeed enhanced as Peter had theorized and they went at the heroes with matching ability. They plowed through the panther royal guard with little trouble despite their elite training.

Peter angled for them. "Hulk! Go for them. Bad." Hulk nodded and picked up his running speed. Peter hung off to the side to allow hulk to go enhanced humanoid bowling ball on the sobek pins. Kaboom! Hulk plowed through them like juggernaut would. Ha! That's how you do it.

But even as hulk plowed through those croc clowns an explosion in the distance went off... it shook the ground. It felt like an earthquake.

The fighting stopped. On all sides. Kill monger "you see cousin. You failed. One of our great devices just went off in the north city. We will do whatever it takes to win. Will you?" Panther "you bastard." "Many have just died cousin. That can happen to many more too. You want Wakanda to rule over Africa. I've heard that. Right idea; but wrong ruler. But you're family. Bow to me and pledge your fealty; or I will light this continent up like the colonizers never had before."

Peter could only guess what panther was thinking: that his cousin was totally nuts. And he didn't really care about his African brethren; he only cared about power. His power.

"What will it be cousin? The world watches with bated breath..." T'Challa removed his mask... then took a knee. It shocked the heroes; but they slowly matched Panther's action.

Hulk stopped by Peter in a huff. "What happening?" How do I explain this to the hulk of all people? "Hulk; do what I do okay?" "Okay web head." Peter took a knee. Hulk matched him. "When do we smash more?" "In a while hulk. In a while..."

Be like Captain Kirk: buy time!