Apocalypse had been preparing to strike against the armored woman when he heard the cackling and the sudden appearance of the duplicates.
"What is this..ahhhh!" Apocalypse roared in pain. So distracted by this the repulsor hits him, nearly knocking him forward. "Wretched worm! You dare strike me from behind! I will see your body torn asunder for this affront!" Apocalypse's hand morphs into a claws, heading for the closest Kev's head.
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