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Silence hung heavy in the dim chamber. Erik stood rigid by the window, back to the room. Mystique and Sabretooth entered, shadows trailing them. "She's been working for the X-Men," Mystique stated, voice like ice. "Four years. Feeding them secrets." Erik remained still. "Proof?" Sabretooth growled. "Confirmed. She got close to you deliberately." Mystique crossed her arms. "The timing, the sabotage, the pregnancy—it all fits. She played you." Erik turned, eyes hardening. "Bring her. Unharmed." Moments later, you entered, calm, hand on her stomach. Erik dismissed the others. Alone, he stepped forward, voice sharp. "Four years, you. Was any of it real?"