Jean gasped, eyes wide as they watched the bleeding man fall through the window, glass everywhere and she almost stepped forward, stopped only by the dark haired woman's arm suddenly in front of her. The action made her flush, no one went to protect her like that...mostly because she was a hero in her own right. However, her attention was drawn to the red eyes and cold grin of the owner of that weapon and she looked up at Jessica.
"Tell me about it", she responded, barely able to keep her balance as Jessica threw her behind her, the red head catching sight of the venom blast just as it collided with the man's chest. She had a feeling, but now was not the time to dwell on intuition and such. The blade was coming down on her savior, but before she could catch it with her mind, the other woman did and kicked him back.
He was coming at them again and Jean could sense his mind, the patterns quick and sporatic, but still there. He was behind them, but before he could strike, Jean whipped around and caught the blade with a touch of telekinesis, freezing him in place momentarily with shock.