Xylon paused for a moment, his fury still evident in his clenched fists. X, his face bruised and bloodied, managed to speak through the pain.
"How could you do this to someone who looks exactly like you?" he questioned, his voice strained. "It's heinous..."
Xylon threw him to the ground, his steps heavy with anger as he walked away.
Left lying there, X managed to gather his strength to speak, his voice strained but determined.
"You both grew up together, inside Havag, as the last Sinclairs," he uttered. "You were inseparable then... I wasn't going to intervene..."
His voice faltered momentarily.
"But the moment you let Eva suffer from the council and threw her away, I had to... I had to protect her."
Xylon's gaze bore into X's, a mixture of confusion and disbelief flickering in his eyes. "What do you mean?" he demanded..
X, however, maintained his calm demeanor, his gaze steady as he delivered his shocking revelation.
