The cannon shoots out a high beam of energy shooting right through the right side of X’s face, there's nothing left of it, Sadly nothing comes without consequence, the cannon malfunctions and disassembles around Alan's right arm. The pain is unbearable, his right arm is gone. As the smoke clears X appears from the smoke
X - “HAHAHAHAHAHA”
X - “WOW!” “WHAT A RUSH!”
His face starts to regenerate straight from the bone. Alan is still on the ground struggling from the explosion, the fingers from his left hands are broken.
X - “Though…”
“It appears to require…”
“Futher balancing. ”
Alan - “I … Get … can’t … ”
“The taste is so strong.”
“It’s unfair.”
X walks up to Alan placing his foot on his head.
“No.”
“IT understands too.”
“That’s why I'm here. ”