Madelyne was not angry at being rebuked to her face. If she were going to get angry, she would have died of it long ago. She knew she was Jean's clone, not even the only clone. She had merely acted the most like Jean, which was why she had been sent to Cyclops's side. She had known this from the very beginning.
"Girl, no matter what means brought me into this world, I have my own life now. I am not anyone's puppet. I have my own personality and thoughts, and that has never changed. There are no chips implanted in my head, nor do I intend to be your enemy. We truly mean no harm. We will not disrupt your parents' lives. Scott merely wants to make a clean break with the past. Is that so difficult?"
She was still trying to persuade her, but Rachel did not want to waste even a minute talking nonsense with them. Flames burst from her entire body as she attacked directly.
Phoenix Fire arced through the air, sweeping toward Madelyne like a rainbow.
The flames crisscrossed, sealing off every path before, behind, left, and right of her. From afar, it looked like a massive cage.
Madelyne remained perfectly calm. She wore a long red dress, her hair simply pinned up, and her temperament was gentle and captivating. Bathed in the light of Phoenix Fire, she now resembled Jean by eighty percent.
"Useless! Your mother has made a breakthrough recently, and I benefited from it as well. Don't you think that's interesting? If this world truly has a will of its own, how does it distinguish between me and your mother? Fundamentally speaking, where is the difference between us?"
Madelyne muttered to herself as Phoenix Fire also sprang from her palm. It differed