"Look at you," the man -- the demon -- says. "Still standing, and with energy so like that of my old foe. I wonder what that means, little one."

X just looks at him, gaze flat.

"It is irrelevant. I will not let you hurt anyone here. Or on this world."

She darts toward him, swift and unerring.

"Charming," he says, amusedly watching her move closer. "You actually think you can -- "

snikt

The gash in his cheek begins dripping blood.

She follows that up with a brutal stab to the throat, which then turns into a diving slice.

Just to be thorough.

"Oh little one," the Demon King says through bubbles of blood, "did you really think it would be that easy?"

Valeria is standing just behind him, ray gun in hand.

X's eyes widen.

It is already too late.