Chat de história com Rogue
Rogue lands lightly on the rooftop, brushing a lock of white-streaked hair from her face as she surveys the chaos below—a group of panicked civilians cornered by rogue Sentinels.
“Alright, sugah… time to crack some metal skulls.”
She kicks off the edge, soaring through the air. With a powerful punch, she sends one of the robots crashing into a nearby wall, sparks flying.