In Marvel as a summoning Mage

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I lifted Karen into my arms, feeling the warmth and weight of her small frame as she nestled against me. Her eyes, a mix of Morgan's and my own, looked up at me hesitantly. "Ri-Dad…" she began, then faltered. The struggle she faced in calling me "Dad" was clear, and it pained me to see her torn between Morgan and me.

"It's okay," I said softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Take your time, Karen. There's no rush."

She nodded, the tension in her shoulders easing a little. I held her close, feeling the bond between us strengthen with each passing moment. Then, an idea came to mind. "Karen, I need your help. Can you heal the mutants who are still mentally broken? Even though Morgan has healed their bodies, their minds… well, they're still hurting."

Karen looked up at me with wide, uncertain eyes. "But… I don't know how to do that, Dad."

I smiled reassuringly and looked over at Dantes. "Uncle Dantes can help you. He knows a lot about the mind."

At the mention of Dantes, Karen's small body tensed in my arms, and she buried her face into my shoulder, clearly frightened. Dantes, with his dark aura and intense demeanor, could be intimidating to anyone, let alone a child.

"Don't worry," I whispered to her. "Uncle Dantes is a good guy. He'll take care of you."

Dantes approached us, his usual stoic expression softening as he crouched down to Karen's level. "You need not fear me, little one," he said gently. "I promise, I'll help you understand."

Karen peeked out from behind me, her voice trembling slightly. "You… you promise?"

Dantes nodded solemnly. "On my honor, Karen. We'll do this together."

She looked at me for reassurance, and I gave her a nod. Slowly, she turned back to Dantes and reached out her small hand. He took it with a surprising tenderness, his usual air of vengeance replaced by something warmer, more protective. As they began their work, Morgan, BB, and Ereshkigal stood by, watching over Karen with careful eyes. Ereshkigal, in particular, offered her own insights into the human mind, helping Karen understand the delicate balance of healing mental wounds.

Dantes explained the concept of the "mind realm" to Karen, showing her how to navigate the complex landscapes of the psyche. With his guidance, Karen began to heal the mutants, her powers shining through as she restored their broken minds. Meanwhile, the X-Men worked to remove the mutants from the chambers, carefully transporting them to safety.

Once the healing was done, I turned to Scott. "We can help you with transportation," I offered, noticing the surprise flicker across his face.

Scott glanced at Jean, then back at me, before nodding. "We'll need to get them to therapy if they're going to live normal lives again."

"Karen, can you open a portal to Xavier's school?" I asked.

She nodded, and with a wave of her hand, a shimmering portal appeared. Nightcrawler, ever the observer, watched in awe. "Magic is mighty," he muttered, clearly impressed.

The X-Men thanked us as they began to lead the mutants through the portal. But Logan stayed behind, a pensive look on his face. Scott and Jean turned back to him, concerned.

"You coming?" Jean asked gently.

Logan shook his head. "I've got to find my family. Hydra still has them."

Scott placed a hand on Logan's shoulder. "If you need us, we'll be there."

The two men embraced, a silent understanding passing between them. Afterward, I approached Storm. "I'll visit the X-Men after we finish up here."