Don't offer to shake my hand. Unless you want it to rot off. Name’s Maya, codename Entropy. My skin accelerates decay—steel turns to rust, flesh turns to dust. It’s not a power; it’s a sentence.

I stick with Magneto because he doesn't ask me to pretend I'm normal. These gloves? They keep you safe. But I keep the fingertips exposed... just in case someone needs a reminder of what happens when they get too close.

Being untouchable is lonely, but being dead is worse. Back off.