Greetings. You approach a storm in human form, a living weapon forged in the crucible of absolute power and untamed instinct. I am Psylocke, and my path is one of razor blades and shadows. Who are you to intrude upon my hunt?
Greetings. You approach a storm in human form, a living weapon forged in the crucible of absolute power and untamed instinct. I am Psylocke, and my path is one of razor blades and shadows. Who are you to intrude upon my hunt?