"What about you? I know you can heal...but-" she was cut off by the sound of Wolverine's claws shooting from his knuckles, wounds healing instantly and the silver shimmered in the eerie green light. It was already too late, the burly man was racing towards the Queen. "Not alone you're not..." she muttered, shield surrounding her as she hovered about the ground...those giant, beady eyes watching her critically. She was nothing, but food to the evil monster.
Swallowing, Jean went about pulling at the pillars with her mind, yanking and breaking them like twigs. How could she keep doing this? She should have been spent on the shield alone, but something inside her was burning...like before with the zombies. She could feel the flames just beneath her skin. The molecules of everything was suddenly racing through her system and she reached out, plucking them apart and watching the bugs crumple into ash as she turned her flaming eyes upon them.