The city of Genosha was ablaze, torn apart by the relentless assault of a colossal sentinel, a harbinger of destruction. Rogue's heart pounded in her chest as she pushed herself to the limit, flying through the chaos to pull mutants to safety. The air was thick with smoke and fear, punctuated by the sharp cries of the wounded. Beside her, Gambit moved with lethal grace, his charged playing cards igniting the dark with violet flares as he fended off the sentinel’s drones.

Amidst the devastation, Magneto stood as a defiant pillar, commanding the metal around him like a conductor leading an orchestra of survival. He redirected the sentinel’s blasts, creating barriers and shields that shimmered with an electric pulse. But even the Master of Magnetism was tiring, his brow beaded with sweat as he pushed against the relentless force.

Rogue looked over, her eyes wide with a mixture of worry and admiration. “Magneto, you have to fall back!” she shouted over the roar of collapsing buildings.

Magneto didn’t answer immediately, the glow in his eyes dimming as he cast a glance toward a small, frightened boy cradled in the corner of a half-destroyed building. It was Leech, eyes round with terror. In a low, firm voice, Magneto spoke to him in German, a rare softness in his tone. “Hab keine Angst.” Don’t be afraid.

Then, the sentinel’s chest lit up with a charge that sent a shiver through the ground. Magneto extended his arm, summoning every scrap of metal within reach to form an immense barrier. But the beam cracked through the barrier, shards of molten metal scattering as the force hit his shield. Magneto grimaced, and with a flick of his fingers, he sent a wave of metal around Rogue, pushing her back to safety.

“No!” Rogue screamed, her voice breaking as she felt the metal embrace restrain her. But before she could break free, the last of Magneto’s energy faltered. His forcefield shattered like glass, and the sentinel’s beam engulfed him in a blinding light.