Everything around the Golden Orb had been plated in Golden Light, and even the food seemed more delicious.
Kitty had only been responsible for eating anyway, while keeping her ears perked to listen.
What Phoenix was worried about really amounted to nothing. That was ancient history, and besides, Phoenix had been the one to suffer back then. Su Ming himself had emerged completely unscathed, so there was even less reason to hold a grudge.
How could a person hold a grudge against an Energy Entity? Would you hate the robot vacuum in your home? That was roughly the nature of the Phoenix Force.
There was no need for it.
"Let Phoenix come out. Those little misunderstandings from back then have long since passed." Su Ming continued eating his hot pot while watching Strangle and Cloak's eating speed. Once they finished too, they could set off.
Jean Grey nodded and slowly closed her eyes. When they opened again, her brown pupils had turned golden-red, the color of Phoenix flames.
Faint heat streamed from her body, carrying a distinctive presence. Of course, it was restrained; Phoenix had learned to behave herself now.
"This is our first face-to-face conversation, Phoenix Force."
Floating in the vast space, half-golden and half-black Deathstroke took a sip of beer. Hot pot definitely called for beer. He smacked his lips a few times.
"I don't blame you for what happened before. You'd been imprisoned for too long then, and you weren't in your right mind. But if you're still worried I might retaliate, there's now an opportunity for you to make amends. It depends on whether you want to seize it."
"The White Hot Room. I know of it, though only very little." Phoenix immediately seized the opportunity. Although being one of the universe's three great forces sounded