"Oh yes." Emma's voice dripped with sarcasm as she reached forward. "Let Phoenix deal with the mutant and dear Emma to handle the cosmic entity." Death was inky black. Emma had the immediate feeling that letting it touch her bare skin was a bad idea. She thought diamond and her skin went hard. It was just a projection of her diamond form and therefor her powers didn't shut down.
She focused her power. "Horseman!" Her voice echoed. The black shape seemed to respond. "Time to let go of this weak little brain."