Xavier closed the distance, blood streaked across his mask, one glove missing, his unseen hand already reaching past the next layer as if the fight hadn't slowed him down at all.
[EMERGENCY MODE ACTIVATED]
[ALL EXITS LOCKED]
The corridor answered him with escalation.
Panels along the walls split open and spat out compact drones, each the size of a helmet, rotors folding out as they lifted and locked targets. Smart mines rolled from recesses near the floor, skittering on segmented legs, scanning for mass and heat. A guard fired a wrist launcher and a net of energized filament snapped across the space, designed to seize limbs and lock joints in place.
