The closest Kev... really doesn't care. Kev hasn't been afraid of Death in a long, long time. Nice lady, really. Apocalypse will connect with a husk of a body as the Kev's fight the pain-upon-pain, letting the devastation of Sarah's attack create more and more opportunity to infiltrate past his own weakness.
The energy pouring in won't even stay cohesive itself. Too much metal. Kev's scattering himself to the winds again, and taking Apocalypse with him.
One pair of glowing mad eyes stops the screaming and/or cackling enough to look to Sarah and Natasha. "Goodbye, lassies. It's been surreal."
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