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"Logan, I need you to cooperate with me on the attack."

Pulling Logan to his side, Russell got straight to the point. "Jean is with Magneto. That combination has to be split up. I need you to hold Jean back. Once I deal with Magneto, I'll come help you."

Logan had only known Russell for a short time and believed him. He nodded gravely. "Before that, I need to ask one thing. How are you going to deal with... Jean?"

Russell raised a hand and drew it across his throat, then made several more slicing motions across his shoulders and legs. He said viciously, "That woman reduced Charles to ashes. Unless I chop her into pieces, I won't be able to vent the hatred in my heart."

"But you said Charles is still alive!"

"If we don't kill her, Charles coming back a hundred times will just mean feeding himself to her..." Russell patted Logan on the shoulder. "Don't be sad. The future will be beautiful."

Logan's face immediately stiffened in embarrassment. Russell had told him about reversing the future. Once this battle was over, he planned to buy a few history textbooks and read up.

Come to think of it, America's history seemed easy enough to learn. It was chaotic, sure, but it was short!

At the same time, he firmed his resolve. Rather than let Russell chop Jean into pieces, he would personally free her from her suffering. At least she could die with some dignity.

As for whether he could beat her, Logan did not consider it. It did not matter if he could not. He had love!

Rumble—

The water Elemental Giant swung down its massive palm. The instant it touched a certain force, it collapsed and vanished from palm to arm.

It had not been