AT THE SAME TIME
XAVIER'S POINT OF VIEW:
The air was thick with tension, the electric hum of impending danger vibrating through the ground beneath us. The storm crackled around us, and I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. This is bad. This is really bad. But nothing could've prepared me for what I saw next.
A figure, cloaked in darkness, slowly emerged from the shadows. His face was hidden beneath the hood of his cloak, but the aura around him was suffocating, cold, like a predator closing in on its prey. The storm swirled around him, and for a moment, everything felt like it stopped. I took a step forward, every muscle in my body tense and ready to spring. But before I could move, the figure spoke.
"You still haven't figured it out, have you, Xavier?" The voice, low, raspy, and full of malice sent a chill running down my spine.