Charles remotely controlled Kree warrior Yon-Rogg's body with the power of his mind. With a scholar's curiosity, he took a few interested steps forward and even reached out to cautiously touch the photon image shaped by the Supreme Intelligence.
The granular points of light seemed to be pure light, yet they could also be touched like some kind of physical substance, lingering on his fingertips for a moment, like fireflies on a summer night.
"One correction, Professor Xavier: your identity wasn't a 'guess.' It was a conclusion reached through careful analysis of sufficient intelligence and information."
The Supreme Intelligence's brow creased with a faint hint of displeasure. Although it was only a photon projection, Charles's manner—like someone examining and stroking a new piece of technology—annoyed it.
This superintelligent being had controlled a vast interstellar empire for a thousand years and was even worshipped as a "god" by the Kree. It had long since developed a distinct will and "emotions."
"The Dark Aster and a large number of interstellar cruisers lost contact for an extended period after reaching the sector where C-53 was located. Until the Kree Legion arrived on the homeworld, only Deputy Commander Minn-Erva had established a mental link with me."
"Every breath you took and every glance you cast along the way, as well as every surviving warrior on standby at the spaceport, has been under my surveillance and data analysis. There's far too much evidence to deny that the Kree Empire's interstellar fleet was destroyed by your people."
"You have emotions? You actually have emotions? Unbelievable!"
Professor Xavier paid no attention to the Supreme Intelligence's analysis. His identity having been exposed seemed entirely insignificant to him. Instead, he keenly noticed the subtle emotional shifts in the "artificial intelligence," conveyed through its expression and words.
With one arm