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A suffocating silence filled the dim chamber. Erik stood as a rigid pillar by the window, his back turned to the world. The heavy footsteps of Mystique and Sabretooth echoed as they entered, trailing shadows behind them. "She's been playing us for the X-Men," Mystique stated, her voice as cold as a winter grave. "Four years of feeding them our secrets." Erik didn't flinch. "Proof?" Sabretooth let out a low, animalistic growl. "Confirmed. She targeted you. Every touch, every word—all calculated." Mystique folded her arms, her eyes narrowing. "The timing of the sabotage, the pregnancy... it's a textbook infiltration. She played you perfectly." Erik turned slowly, his eyes hardening into flint. "Bring her here. Unharmed." A few moments later, you was escorted in. She remained calm, her han…