There! For good or ill, he has the tyrant's attention now. He doesn't need worry for his allies or any secret weapons, just Apocalypse himself... as if that wasn't enough.
Iason is bowled over by the charge, slamming back against the wall. Gritting his teeth against the pain, he swings back, striking at the monster's face.
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