Chapter Twenty-Nine: Next

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Somewhere South of Russia...

"Don't they sound like a load of fun. Can't wait to meet them." Mystique smirked, her yellow eyes glossy as she looked up from the chair and watched Magneto pull off his helmet, "What's next?"

Magneto placed his helmets gently on the table between them, he rubbed the top of it as he starred at his reflection through the shiny metal, "They don't understand..." He shook his head slowly, "This world...we can do better." Mystique looked down at the helmet and back up at him, "This world has been shaken. They are weak now. That man, that...Thanos...they won't see us coming. They are looking at the skies, not at their own ground." Finally he looked up and turned to her, "Next...we build an Army."

"Exciting." Mystique's eyes widened, she smiled and crossed her arms, "Let's get started."

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