"What a spectacle! What a spectacle indeed!"
Jean Grey stood among the controlled crowd, her palms slick with nervous sweat. But seeing Laura shouting excitedly, waving her gleaming claws and eagerly preparing to charge into battle, she could only force herself to say, "Laura, let's find Kurt and the others first. This isn't a fight you can get involved in. And... and these ordinary mutants have all had their minds controlled. They're so pitiful..."
The little wolf girl puffed out her cheeks and watched from afar as the enforcers of the Order Whip battled the surging tide of mutants until they retreated through the spatial portal.
Gradually, those controlled mutants returned to their dazed, unconscious state, wandering about in place like headless flies.
"That's Warren! Stop flapping those little wings around."
Kurt's roommate, Warren Worthington, hung his head as he fluttered his small feathered wings, slowly hovering less than half a meter above the ground.
Laura picked up a discarded trench coat from the ground, shredded it into strips with her claws, then pounced on Warren, dragged him down, and tied him firmly to the ground.
"Jean, can you remove his mind control?"
Laura tilted her head at Jean Grey, who shook her head nervously. "I don't dare mess around with something like this. It involves the brain. Let's hide Warren somewhere safe, and once we've found everyone else, we can look for a chance to go back together."
The two girls worked together, "capturing" their academy companions one by one. Fortunately, they had followed along from the rear of the group, so they had not ended up far from the others.
"Kurt's over there!"
Jean pointed at the little blue demon who kept teleporting across a patch of ruins. With extreme care, she drew in her psychic power and