Chapter 12. Where Are You, Nolan?
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After his... "meal," Nolan leaned back. Delina, kneeling before him, gracefully finished cleaning up and rinsed her mouth in silence no ulterior motives, no fuss.
"You can stay nearby while I work," Nolan said flatly. "Just don't make noise. I don't like distractions during experiments."
He wasn't worried about her stealing his DNA or some sci-fi nonsense. If genetic extraction were that simple, Captain America would've been locked in a lab ages ago.
He retrieved his Vibranium shield, picked up a heavy steel hammer, and under Delina's stunned gaze smashed it against the shield's surface.
Clang.
A muffled thud echoed, but the shield didn't even flinch. Not a scratch. Not a dent.
"Perfect," Nolan muttered, nodding with satisfaction. "This should hold up against his claws."
Captain America's shield was forged from Vibranium alloy, with traces of proto-Adamantium and other rare elements. It had better penetration resistance. Adamantium, being more edge-friendly, could be honed sharper.
But pure Vibranium? It excelled at kinetic absorption.
For Nolan, this shield wasn't for offence it was defence. He wasn't trying to kill Wolverine. He wanted to capture him... and study him.