A day later, Caliban arrived at a seaside cliff.
He looked from afar at the cave entrance hidden deep within the cliff face and let out a relieved breath.
He took Apocalypse's assigned task very seriously. No matter how unhappy he was, when facing someone who could kill him with a glance, he had to know when to be scared.
"Finally found it." Caliban murmured, his eyes gleaming.
He walked toward the cliff, growing more cautious the closer he got.
After all, Magneto was no kind soul. One casual attack from him might be enough to end Caliban.
A figure suddenly leaped down from a cliff wall over ten meters high, glaring at Caliban with hostility as his long tongue lashed out like a whip, flinging slime everywhere.
"I'm a Mutant." Caliban hurriedly identified himself. "I'm Mystique's friend. I came to find Erik Lehnsherr."
Toad tilted his head and examined Caliban carefully. "Wait here."
With that, he sprang high into the air, did a backflip, and clung to the steep rock wall. After several agile leaps, he disappeared into the cave.
Caliban waited for about half a minute when a slick tongue suddenly wrapped around his waist. Before he could react, it dragged him upward.
After a dizzying whirl, Caliban landed on the ground in a daze.
"Sorry. Toad's way of bringing people in seems a little careless.
"But compared to Sabretooth, he's at least not that rough." Magneto emerged from the depths of the cave, wearing a brown metal helmet that blocked telepathy. "You were looking for me?"
"Magneto, I've heard much about you." Caliban got to his feet and smiled politely.
He then looked at the blue-skinned Mystique standing beside Magneto. "It's been a long time, Raven."
"It has. But why would an intelligence broker like you come