"You will not advance far with your meager abilities," the large Sentinel that called itself Nimrod intoned in an almost purring mechanical tone. Wanda Maximoff was the only one left standing, the rest of X-Force scattered around the warehouse they'd picked as their battleground.
She looked around, commending each of them to whatever might await them beyond the veil, and then she reached out with her powers deeper than she'd ever done before, the red coiling around her hands, up her arms, and limning her entire body in scarlet. Her power sliced through the very molecular bonds of everything within eyesight.
"Who said anything about advancing?" she murmured, and then the warehouse imploded.
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"You will not advance far with your meager abilities"
Date: 2008-01-15 03:46 am (UTC)She looked around, commending each of them to whatever might await them beyond the veil, and then she reached out with her powers deeper than she'd ever done before, the red coiling around her hands, up her arms, and limning her entire body in scarlet. Her power sliced through the very molecular bonds of everything within eyesight.
"Who said anything about advancing?" she murmured, and then the warehouse imploded.