Athan waited for Nathalie to open, but she took her time and braced what was for them to come.
He never understood this part of hers; but ever since they've arrived here shown cracks of hers, little by little.
'This place must've meant so much to her, in the most conflicted way…' Though he couldn't help but glance at the varnished hardwood door in front of him. 'A rare sight indeed, is it the place or the guy?'
When she did, an inaudible chant she spoke as she clutched her chest before she opened the door without even knocking at it.
From there, his eyes almost gouged out of the sockets from what was in front of him.
'I can see her mana decreasing… What is she channeling?'
Aside from Mystique, it was the man in front of him, who had great similarities to him.
'This must be Tyler…'
