The Phoenix seemed to have reined in its light and heat as it flew over, showing that Jean Grey had gotten along quite well with her 'tenant' over the years. She was driving the Phoenix Force with her own will.
As she flew over Manhattan, she lowered her head and searched the streets below for Daisy, wanting to see who could possibly need even the God of Thunder's help.
It had been two or three years since she returned from the Shi'ar, and Daisy had always been on good terms with her. They often chatted online and occasionally arranged to go shopping together.
What puzzled her even more was why Daisy had not contacted Deathstroke after suffering a setback.
She had also seen the vortex in the sky on the news. She did not think it was a problem that could stump Deathstroke, so she had not taken it to heart. She was still vacationing in India with the professor and his wife, playing the role of an unwanted third wheel.
"Watch out, Jean!"
She spotted Daisy. Following the lightning, she indeed found its source. Storm's lightning did not come from the same source as the God of Thunder's—one came from weather phenomena, while the other came from a hammer.
But just as she was about to draw in her flames and fly down to join Daisy, the dark-haired girl cupped her hands around her mouth like a little megaphone and shouted for her to watch behind her.
By the time she reacted, it was already a little too late. A terrifying Golden Light slammed straight into her. Even though Jean instantly raised the temperature around her body and formed a protective barrier with Phoenix energy, she was still sent flying by the blast.
The Phoenix let out an earth-shaking