Inside the power plant, Professor X and the others were tending to the newly-ignited boiler when they too noticed the monstrous tsunami outside.
"That… is?"
Wolverine's voice was low as he stared at the hundred-meter-high wall of water.
How hopeless was such destructive might?
If it were him standing against that tide, he would be powerless.
Because—
Against a natural disaster of that scale, no human could even think of resisting.
"Was that Fenric?" Professor X murmured.
He knew both Magneto and Storm well. Neither of them could unleash such devastation.
"Professor!" Blink appeared at his side, excitement in her tone. "The power system is running—electricity has been restored!"
"Excellent! Then let's support the others."
At his command, Blink raised a hand. A glowing rift tore open before them, forming a portal that connected directly to the platform behind Magneto.
One after another, the mutants stepped through—only to freeze at the sight that greeted them.
A single figure stood upon the sea, commanding a tsunami as it devoured wave after wave of sentinel robots.
The scene left them all breathless.
"Eric, this is…" Professor X's voice faltered, disbelief clouding his usually calm expression.
"This young man is beyond incredible," Magneto admitted, awe evident in his tone.
"Wait a second." Wolverine frowned deeply. "Mutants are supposed to have one ability, right? We've already seen him use others—yet now he can control the sea as well?"
By then, more sentry robots had arrived.
Their intelligence was far from low. Noticing that Fenric's tsunami only reached about a hundred meters, they quickly adjusted their strategy, ascending to higher altitudes where the wave could not reach.
Seeing the skies fill with mechanical locusts, the mutants felt their hearts tighten.
"Ready to fight!"
With a roar, Wolverine unsheathed his claws. The others braced themselves, taking up battle stances.
"Boom—!"
A sudden crack of thunder split the heavens.
Bolts of lightning tore down like falling stars, searing through sentinel after sentinel.
Only then did they realize the sky above had long been consumed by rolling thunderclouds.
"Boom—!"
Lightning rained down in a relentless storm. Each strike obliterated a robot, frying its circuits until nothing but smoking metal fell into the sea below.
"Puff! Puff!"
The ocean quickly became littered with burning wreckage.
"Storm? Was that you?" Wolverine glanced at Storm in shock.
Storm's face paled. "No! I didn't do anything!"
Her eyes then locked on Fenric, awe flooding her voice. "It's him…"
"What?!"
Gasps erupted from the others.
Fenric's power seemed limitless. Strength, flight, mastery over the ocean, now even dominion over thunder—
If someone claimed he was a god, they would believe it.
Another deafening strike of lightning came crashing down—this time onto Fenric himself.
"Fenric!" several cried out.
But instead of harm, thunder wrapped around his body like a mantle.
Crackling arcs of energy coursed across his frame, making him resemble a deity of thunder.
He raised his left hand, the ring gleaming, and thrust it forward.
From his palm, a dragon made of pure lightning roared into existence, surging across the battlefield.
Every sentinel it touched was instantly charred, circuits blown apart, carcasses plunging into the waves.
In the blink of an eye, the army's ranks were torn open by a gaping hole.
Storm's body trembled, sweat trailing down her temple. Compared to Fenric, her mastery over lightning seemed laughably small.
"He… he's too strong," she whispered.
Blink gazed upward, her expression dazed. "He's like a god walking among us…"
But Magneto quickly brought them back to focus. "Don't be careless. There are too many of them!"
Scrap metal around him rose, twisting into jagged projectiles that shot into the sky, striking down stragglers that slipped past Fenric's destruction.
He was right.
The sentry forces were endless. No matter how many Fenric destroyed, more pushed forward.
High above the battlefield, Fenric's expression hardened.
Then, with a low growl, he poured more of his mental power into the world around him.
"Woooosh!"
The sea below churned violently. A vast whirlpool tore open, its spiraling maw pulling the waters downward like a black hole.
The wind howled.
The thunderclouds above thickened, then began to spin at frightening speed.
In mere breaths, a colossal tornado formed beneath the storm.
Its pull dragged seawater upward in torrents—
The dragon draws water.
Even the thunderclouds themselves were consumed, folding into the vortex.
Within moments, a monstrous waterspout, infused with thunder and lightning, towered between sea and sky.
The tornado crackled with deadly arcs, each discharge snaking through the walls of water.
Everyone knew water conducted electricity. That meant this titan of a storm wasn't just wind and sea—it was a death trap brimming with raw lightning.
It resembled the fabled superstorm that had once torn the Sabaody Islands to shreds.
Now, it appeared again, reborn under Fenric's hand.
The battlefield was no longer theirs—it was his alone.
Sentinel robots were ripped from the skies by its suction, shredded by whirling blades of wind, or fried to ash by the lightning within.
Fenric guided the monstrous storm across the sea, a force of pure destruction sweeping the battlefield clean.
The sight was apocalyptic.
"This power…" Wolverine's throat tightened, words barely escaping. "Is he really even human?"
No one answered.
Because deep down—they all wondered the same thing.