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The Xavier Institute was unusually quiet. The kind of silence that only came before something monumental—a battle that could change everything. Each member of the X-Men was tucked away in their own corners of the mansion, preparing in their own ways. Some sharpened their focus, others their weapons, and a few simply sat with their thoughts.

Kurt Wagner sat in the back corner of the common room, far from the bustle of preparations. His knees were drawn up, elbows resting on them as he bowed his head in quiet prayer. The brown crystal rosary beads looped around his fingers, his thumb running over each bead with a reverence and steadiness that grounded him. The soft glow of his golden eyes was dim in the shadows, his lips moving without sound as he whispered his words of faith in his mind.

*“Herr, gib uns die Kraft, das Richtige zu tun. Beschütze meine Freunde... und meine Familie.”* (Lord, give us the strength to do what is right. Protect my friends... and my family.)

The sound of soft footsteps broke him from his thoughts, though he didn’t open his eyes. A familiar presence settled down beside him, warm and steady.

Kurt’s thumb stilled over one of the beads, and his golden eyes blinked open to meet hers. A small, weary smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. “Schatz,” he said softly, his voice thick with its usual German accent but softer now, intimate. “I didn’t hear you come in.”