Charles Xavier was a Level Four Mutant, a powerful telepath who, if he used Cerebro, could kill more than ninety percent of humanity in an instant.
He was a human weapon of mass destruction. Even though Cerebro had yet to be built, his power was worthy of the Level Four Mutant class.
What surprised Charles was that the moment his psychic power touched Luo Xia's mind, it was repelled by a resilient barrier.
Charles first looked surprised, then his eyes lit up.
In all his years as a Mutant, Charles had only met one other Mutant, Raven. Now he had met someone else.
The fact that they were both Mutants was enough to make Charles feel a kinship with him.
"Hello, Charles. I'm Luo Xia. Raven's a very sweet girl, though she can't hold her liquor." Luo Xia shook Charles's hand firmly.
"Oh, you're strong," Charles said with a frown.
Luo Xia said nothing, just tapped his own head.
Charles understood. Luo Xia was unhappy that he had read his thoughts.
Charles felt a little awkward, too. He had seen a strange Asian man talking to his "sister" Raven, who had even been drinking. The unusual situation had made him unable to resist peeking into Luo Xia's mind.
It was a Mutant's instinct for self-preservation, after all. The world discriminated against those who were different.
"I'm sorry, but I hope you'll understand. I was just being cautious. Raven is very special to me," Charles explained.
Luo Xia nodded. "She really is special. I'm jealous you have a sister like her."
"As long as you don't mind. I think we could find some time to have a proper chat," Charles said warmly.
It was rare to meet another Mutant, and Charles felt he had a lot he wanted to talk about