Wolverine and Xavier came for Quicksilver...😳😱😱

Wolverine stands in the shadows, his claws unsheathed, the faint hum of the steel blades resonating in the air. His eyes are narrowed, scanning the darkness. The rain falls in steady sheets, but nothing can dampen the ferocity in his gaze.

Beside him stands Professor Xavier, calm and composed, his wheelchair positioned carefully so he can move through the wet environment with ease. He closes his eyes for a brief moment, mentally connecting with the world around him, searching for their target. His mind pulses with focused power.