The helicopter touched down on Genosha, its blades slicing the air, Magneto raised a hand, stopping them mid-spin with effortless control. As the military stepped out, tension crackled in the silence. The lead officer strode forward. Military: “Where is Jean Grey?” he demanded.
Before Magneto could answer, the rotor blades suddenly roared back to life. The soldiers flinched, assuming it was Magneto—until they saw jean, her face cracked like fractured stone, fiery orange and red light.
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