Gem

"We still have a little time, Wade. I need you to do something."

Su Ming lowered his voice. The wind from Cloak's flight nearly drowned out his words, making everything seem unreal.

The black plains and the densely packed army of Living Dead flashed by beneath them. They seemed to have noticed that something was wrong with their bodies as well.

Not everyone could accept their battered, broken bodies like Deadpool. Some of the corpses had no internal organs, some had no bones, like incomplete toy dolls.

Yet their masters had regained consciousness, looking into the hollow cavities in their chests or touching the halves missing from their heads.

It was creepy just to look at.

Wade's ears twitched. He had heard it. This was the first time he realized he had super hearing too. He was a Super Soldier too.

So he lowered his voice as well, glanced secretly at Magik and Ciri, and spoke mysteriously.

"I get it, Magneto's daughters, right? You're jealous of me, so you want to get some too? You should've said so. Leave it to me. Seriously, Wanda's body is smoking hot. I won't tell Cable you're doing her. Lorna's a little lacking, but the green hair is pretty nice."

"Phew."

"Why is your dagger stuck in my stomach? It kind of hurts. Why is this dagger glowing with Black Light? Is it poisoned? Okay."

Deadpool looked down at his belly, asking Su Ming in apparent confusion. Once he understood, he turned toward the sky at a forty-five-degree angle and began narrating.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you saw it too. He can kill people with just a greatsword, yet he still poisons his weapons? DC is way too dark. My Cousin loves watching people foam at the mouth and struggle to death like bled livestock.