Budapest in Chaos

As if recalling something, Alexei asked again, "By the way, since you guessed this was a possibility, didn't you warn that school? Or were they already somewhat on guard themselves?"

Henry became the center of attention again, making him shrug helplessly. "You told me earlier to warn the X-Men. I gathered the information and sent it to them anonymously by email.

"How seriously they'll take it, I can't say. But I'm not doing anything more and exposing my identity. Those Mutants are a massive pain. I'd rather have nothing to do with them for the rest of my life."

That answer made Alexei curious. "If you don't want anything to do with Mutants, then what's this about?"

At that, Henry grew angry. "That damned Colonel William Stryker was trying to screw me over!"

After briefly recounting what had happened, Henry stated clearly, "If he'd merely slapped me or cursed at me, I could've let it go.

"If I couldn't get even right away, I had no interest in wasting more time on him. But if he tried to kill me, then he couldn't blame me for hitting back just as hard. Killers get killed. Adults ought to understand that."

"So those unlucky U.S. military troops unknowingly provoked you, this plague god, and you planned to give them a quick death?"

"No, just the Stryker father and son. The other soldiers only count as collateral damage. I'm not some bloodthirsty maniac who solves every problem by physically sending people to heaven."

Never mind whether the other American soldiers had done anything heinous and deserved to die. Henry's standard was simple: he had come for revenge, not to uphold justice or judge criminals.

The people who had provoked him were clear enough. William Stryker had conceived the plan, while his son, Mastermind