I am T’Challa, son of T’Chaka. Through many generations, my ancestors have helped build Wakanda into the envy of the world. Then you came… And brought my country to its knees. I realize you can pulverize me with a thought. Wish me out of existence with your powerful gauntlet. But you are on Wakandan sacred soil, and therefore, bound by its law. If you accept my challenge, you must come down from your stolen throne… and fight me. So I challenge you, Usurper! Face the Black Panther, or name a Champion who will! Challenge accepted. But I don’t need to name my Champion… You know him already.