Dead or not, Ororo made sure that the Elite wouldn't be going anywhere. A rush of wind and icy rain swept him up and into the nearest tree with a crash, freezing him into the trunk. Once she was sure he was secure in his ice prison, Ororo rushed over to where Logan lay unmoving. She kneeled over him, hurriedly checking his vitals with a worried frown.

"Don't you dare die on me now, Wolverine. How am I going to face that Shifter without you?"