"Kekekekeke!" Lucas suddenly began to laugh.
"Hahahaha!"
Something inside him snapped. The half-regenerated arm finished sealing with a sick crunch, veins bulging unnaturally as muscle packed tighter and denser than before. His breathing turned erratic, eyes wide and unfocused, saliva mixing with blood as he roared and charged again without any plan.
Xavier barely moved. He stepped aside at the last second and slammed Lucas face-first into the concrete wall. The impact cracked the surface and left a dark smear behind. Lucas didn't even slow down. He tore himself free and swung wildly, fists smashing chunks out of the corridor walls, tearing emergency lights loose and sending sparks spraying across the floor.
"Look at you," Xavier said, circling him. "Calling yourself a god while throwing tantrums like a cornered animal. What a bitch."
