He couldn't risk being on the defense again. It would bolster the morale of the enemy. And as a military personnel, Xzavier knew just how dangerous a confident enemy was. He had to nip this in the bud while things were still relatively lukewarm.
So, he began to calculate the angle at which his attack would come from. After an extremely quick on the spot thinking, he lifted up his weapon to begin the next stage. But somehow, things got even more interesting than they already were. A familiar voice cut through the still night's air, bringing with it an indefinite pause to the battle at hand.
"Mister Xzavier!! Hold on!! Hold on!!!"
