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In that warm little room, when May held Jean Grey in her arms, tears finally flowed down her face. Spider Man - that ordinary boy named Peter Parker, with a face full of wounds, looked at her firmly.
At that time, she thought things would really become different.
Until that bullet.
33 feet away, it happened to hit Parker's heart, and Grey's hand felt warm. Then she watched in horror as it was slowly dyed red and something was slipping away from the person in her arms. She began to tremble, accompanied by unstable strength, and the surrounding environment began to vibrate violently, all because she realized she couldn't keep him. Jean is powerless.
The brain is in chaos.
Peter shouted her name and urged her to escape quickly, but before Jean could take a step, Mezger shot her in the neck first.
She lost consciousness.