Magneto and Deathstroke were both building up their momentum, rising into the air as they stared each other down.
Tiny snowflakes drifted between them, their crystalline edges reflecting the moonlight. The cold gleam flashed past in an instant, while the wind masked the sound of the attack.
Before Deathstroke made any move to attack, Magneto suddenly plunged headfirst toward the ground.
Before darkness swallowed his vision, he saw Deathstroke swoop down and catch him. He also heard a taunt.
"Too weak. You can't even withstand my gaze."
Furious and panicked, Magneto let out a little "hic" and passed out completely.
Only after seeing that he was fully unconscious did Su Ming pull an inconspicuous little needle from the back of his neck.
"Nicely done, Anya. You got the hang of those indigenous blow darts quickly."
A smiling doll-like face appeared from the rooftop across the street. A young Russian girl was always at her best age. Dressed in a black leather bodysuit, she was extremely well concealed in the night.
She leaped onto a nearby chimney like a cat and sat down. Tilting her head up to speak to Su Ming, she swung her crossed little legs back and forth.
"It's your poison that worked, boss. We should increase production of poison that counters Mutants and have every sister carry some, just in case."
Su Ming shrugged and carefully handed the poisoned dart to Anya. "We didn't develop this. I picked it up in Japan. Reverse-engineering it isn't a high priority. If any of you know chemistry, feel free to study it."
That was right. This was what an unknown force had used against Logan not long ago.
After asking Heimdall to teleport him around, Su Ming had gone to several other places. He returned to the school and had