When Quicksilver and Eric reached the kitchen in the building's underground prison and the exit leading to the back door, they found that the area had already been infiltrated and taken over by a group of people.

  Several cooks and guards y unconscious on the floor, the fire arm system had been activated, and the sprinklers made it appear as if a heavy rain was falling inside.

  This group was, of course, led by Charles, along with Hank and Garfield.

  "I didn't expect you to save me. But let me be clear - you are the st person I wanted to see today," Eric said as he looked at Charles, his gaze going down to Charles' legs. He was surprised, "Your legs... are healed?"

  "Listen, Eric." Charles, drenched by the sprinklers, stared at him coldly, "If it wasn't absolutely necessary, I wouldn't be here to save you! Now that I am, you must follow my orders!"

  "I don't have my helmet, so I have no choice but to listen to you," Eric said, pointing to his head.

  Without the helmet that Shaw had made to block telepathy, he had no defense against Charles' powers and had to obey.

  "I can't get inside your filthy mind anymore, not that I want to," Charles muttered, turning his head away.

  Before Eric could ask what he meant by "can't", the kitchen security door opened and about ten prison guards armed with special handguns burst into the room.

  "Don't move!" The guards pointed their weapons at Charles and his group, including Garfield, who was standing on the table with his cws outstretched.

  "Charles, freeze them," Eric whispered.

  Charles shook his head repeatedly, "I can't do that anymore. I've lost that ability."

  Eric seemed to understand. Luckily, the kitchen was full of metal tools. Just as he was about to use his magnetic powers, in a split second, the guards were all unconscious on the floor.

  Quicksilver was already on the other side, casually dusting off his hands, having dealt with the situation before anyone could react.

  Suddenly, a burst of fmes appeared in the corner of the kitchen and Azazel stepped out.

  He smiled at Eric, "Long time no see," and then turned to Charles, "A private pne is waiting for you at New York's private airport. Once you board, you'll leave New York and head for Paris."

  Eric's eyes narrowed as he asked, "What's going on? Don't tell me even *he* is in on this now?"

  Azazel expined, "Master and I are just observing this time. The rest is up to you."

  "That's just like him," Eric muttered, deep in thought.

  ---

  Ten minutes ter, the prison building issued a high-level alert. At the same time, a private pne took off from an airport in New York, bound for Paris.

  In the VIP cabin of the private pne, Charles sat holding a grumpy Garfield. Facing Eric, he informed him of the impending crisis, expining that it all stemmed from Raven's current solo actions.

  Eric sipped his drink and said, "So you're saying we have to get to the government meeting in Paris before Raven kills the scientist who created the Sentinels and stop her from changing the future?"

  "Exactly. We also need to protect them and keep them from falling into the hands of the research facilities," Charles replied, leaning forward to meet Eric's eyes. "All this is because of you. It was you who led her down a dark path. The Raven I know would never kill anyone."

  "You don't understand," Eric stood up and leaned over the table, his voice cold and full of anger. "I fight for the mutant cause, for our cause! Charles, the one who really failed us is you!"

  Eric's magnetic powers were deeply tied to his emotions. Fueled by anger, his magnetic field expanded uncontrolbly, directly affecting the private pne flying nearly ten thousand meters above the ground. It was as if an invisible hand was gripping the pne, causing the fusege to buckle visibly inward.

  As Hank piloted the pne, his expression changed as the pne began to lose control due to the interference from Eric's magnetic field.

  Faced with Eric's rage, Charles, who had lost his abilities, and Logan, who was currently inhabiting Garfield's body, were powerless to help. Quicksilver had already returned home after the rescue, leaving Azazel as the only one capable of taking action.

  "If no one acts soon, we're going to have a real problem," Azazel muttered, hesitating. Just as the private pne was about to spin completely out of control, there was a sudden knock at the door.

  Who would knock on the door of a pne flying high in the sky?

  Azazel paused, then smiled knowingly.

  Eric, sensing something, immediately changed his expression and pulled back the powerful magnetic field that had been expanding uncontrolbly. He muttered, "He's here."

  The door to the private pne opened, and before any air could enter, a figure had already stepped inside, casually closing the door behind him.

  Everyone turned to look, and sure enough, it was Caesar - carrying a small blonde girl in his arms.

  "Who is she..." Garfield - no, Logan - narrowed his beastly eyes and quickly recognized Jean's identity. She was the only mutant theoretically capable of defeating the Sentinels!

  "What's going on here? Are you having a fight?" Caesar asked with a smile, looking calmly between Eric and Charles.

  "No, just a difference of opinion," Eric replied as he sat back down. The only person in the world who could make him behave like this was Caesar.

  Caesar nodded and said, "Then you'd better settle this while we're still on the pne. Once we arrive in Paris, your actions will completely rewrite the future of this timeline."

  Jean, wide-eyed and curious, clung to Caesar, nervously watching the unfamiliar people around them.

  ---

  In Paris, outside the government conference building.

  The square was filled with gathered media and citizens who stood eagerly beyond the security barriers to watch as high-ranking government officials and military officers arrived under military escort to attend the annual national conference.

  Little did the public know that during this momentous meeting, a critical decision would be made regarding a proposal known as the "Sentinel Program.

  Inside the tightly closed conference hall, several congressmen and officials sat around a table as a short, bespectacled scientist stood, expining the proposal to them.

  "The Sentinels have immense combat capabilities, far exceeding the speed of a Boeing aircraft. They are a breakthrough, a milestone. Most importantly, they can detect and lock onto mutant genes, eliminating those that hide among normal humans."

  As Trask expined, he pulled a small detection device from his pocket. "Even if I activate it now, it won't react unless a mutant is present."

  The words had barely left his mouth when the device began to beep.

  Trask's tone changed as he scanned the room, confidently decring, "Unless, of course, there's a mutant among us."

  The device swiveled, and as the arm grew louder, the antenna pointed directly at the person sitting in the main chair, disguised as a military officer - Raven.

  (End of Chapter)

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