Flashback: Some months ago.
It was horrific. So many of their people stripped. In the first few moments that understanding dawned, part of him tried, in foolish optimism, to declare it simply a handicap their mutant brethren were currently facing, like being blinded, as he had felt blinded all the years of his latency.
But he soon realized it was permanent. And worse, he saw that Magneto had also been affected. The Bright Center of the Universe, whose essence was entwined with power, was a ...human. The Master of Magnetism was as one of the mob. His Angel among insects had been reduced to one of the horde of locusts.
And it was clear: Magneto's very soul had been stripped away, along with millions of others. The man who'd earned his fealty years ago was gone, just an animate, memory-retaining shell left behind.
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