As X hit Kane, Lavinia let out a startled cry. "What the hell are you doing!" she said, stepping towards X, and drawing her arm back. With a small growl, she brought the armored hand forward, impacting with X's cheek and passing. She glared at him for a moment, electricity sparking across the now-slightly-damaged glove, and wheeled around, sitting beside Kane. "Are you alright?" She whispered, concern clear in her voice.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
