Brandon smirked and crossed his arms. "Hahaha! Looks like we got someone a little too self-assured. Okay then, White Armor Sting, tear her apart!"
The giant White Armor Sting charged toward Zoe, waving its sharp pincers threateningly over the air. However, right when it was close, a curtain of water appeared to slow it down.
"Hold on," a voice calm but commanding described into the situation.
Standing on the edge of the iron cage was Professor Xavier himself.
"Zoe Miller, do you enter this match to prove something or because you actually want to participate in the event?" He stroked his gray beard.
"I'm serious, Professor," Zoe confidently said.
Professor Xavier very slightly nodded his head as if satisfied, then turning back to the crowd, announced:
