[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/363556781537886208/532086118167085056/tumblr_ojwo5iHH021qhodd8o2_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]: Human Resistance HQ: New York City, New York. 
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]:[/center] Conjuration, Magic.[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/590396225849917460/Screenshot_20190618-002335_Instagram.jpg]New Outfit[/url]
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	Max felt as his bone mended itself, snapping back into place while his muscles reattached and helped to form the bone back into its proper position. He knew he was placing a lot of faith into James when teleporting to him, having seen him struggle with even minor aches like black eyes before, but something inside of him told him that he could trust his old friend or die trying. As Max lay there waiting for the healing to fully take place he watched as the battle ensued, new faces emerging from the castle, walls toppling down, Magneto now fully out of the fight, and Runa holding her own against the Scarlet Witch. It seemed to him like the battle was going in their favor, that is, until Lorna and Summers showed up. A bright flash of brilliant energy flew towards the pair of mutants and slammed into his barrier, blocking much of the impact until shattering and hitting him and James. Luckily the repairs were done and Max was back in the fight and ready to roll. He stood up and scanned the area once more, watching Runa get her ass handed to her as she lay there unconscious on the ground, Hawkeye sent smoke arrows into the fight calling for a retreat and Max felt more than happy to oblige.

	Concentrating as much as he could, he thought of all those who were with him and that he wanted to help save. Klara, Runa, Lance, James, and all the others that had come with him on this suicide mission, those save for the stealth team who were no doubt still doing their work as theyd heard no sign of them. As he locked on to each individual, personal portals would form behind them all at once and slide forward, passing them forcefully through and them immediately closing up so no others could make it in. The group was teleported en masse back to the Resistance headquarters and Max just sat back down on the cold hard ground as his eyes flitted across the lives he managed to save but there was one more that he needed to check up on. Max closed his eyes and focused his breath, steadying it as he attempted to locate Casper for James. Got him. His eyes opened back up as he addressed the room. [color=aba400]"Sorry about that, but it seemed that a speedy retreat would do us better than the chance to get murdered in a metal death can of a car with the children of Magneto. Speaking of...the way Wanda was acting...is she capable of having done this? More importantly, how do we stop her. She seems so...godlike. Oh and James, Casper's fine, he's somewhere in Louisiana but if we play our cards right then he'll be back in your arms once this nightmare is over."[/color]