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Xavier could feel his throat closing up, the air momentarily leaving his lungs. He looked at Wednesday in a panic only to see the satisfied smile on her face with a hint of her tooth peeking out.
“Sodium cyanide,” she answered the question in his eyes as dizziness started clouding his mind. “I needed something to experiment on and…” Wednesday tsked with annoyance, “Your insistent advances have finally tired me out.”
Xavier’s body toppled from his tabouret, convulsing violently as he tried to choke out something. Wednesday observed his paling body as the last of his tremors stopped. The seer hemmed to herself checking her watch.
“Fifteen seconds… Not bad, not bad at all.” Stepping over the now cooling body, the Addams went to her backpack. “Now we need to get rid of all traces of the compound.”
Crawling out of her satchel, Thing thumbed up and went to work.
