To: [Xavier, Charles]
From: [Neramani, Lilandra]
Subject:
VisakhapatnamCharles,
Visakhapatnam was the home of nearly two million people. Two. Million. Mothers, fathers, children. All of them gone, less than dust upon the wind; there is barely enough for a proper memorial. My Imperial Guard delivered what pictures they could of what happened on the ground - if I am not mistaken, Charles, that is one of your X-Men, one of your people, murdering an entire city. Tell me I am wrong. Tell me that the creature sheathed in flames has nothing to do with you and yours.
Because if she is one of yours, I am demanding that you turn her over to my government immediately to be tried for mass murder. If you turn her over, it will tell me that you had nothing to do with this and I will ensure that you and your followers are not tried along with her.
If you do not, if you refuse, it will be considered an act of war upon my people. We will find her, Charles, and she will be brought to justice.
Whatever debt I may have once had to the X-Men is no more. The only way to fix is this the peaceful delivery of the murderer.
Do not doubt that my Imperial Guard, my armies, the entirety of India, are prepared to do what is necessary if you are not.
Lilandra Neramani