[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Stage
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]

The scene at the stage was intense. Bone and disease and light crashed against  the slowly dwindling Selene, accounting to little more than mild irritation, but the ground still trembled with each of her footsteps. James came to a stop next to Max, who seemed to have pulled himself together and hardened his resolve after picking up whatever the fragments were on the ground. 

At least that was one of them.

James stared up at Selene where she all but ignored the full assault on her. Maybe it was the lingering effects of whatever mind games someone had played with him or the toll of recent events but James’ felt like his head was in a fog, the wheels in his brain barely spinning. He felt tired, exhausted, and he had no idea how to stop someone that the most powerful mutants on the island were raging against to no avail. 

[color=mediumspringgreen]“Tell me you got something, man.”[/color] James asked Max, ready to spring into action if Selene actually started fighting back.