Bab 78: Flock Of Birds!

"Huh? It hurts!" Jean's eyes fluttered open, her body wracked with discomfort and spasms.

"Wait, where are my clothes?" She sat up, suddenly feeling the chill. Glancing down, she noticed her nakedness, her face flushing deep red.

"Must have been the high voltage; it burned your clothes to ashes!" Logan laughed despite the pain, trying to lighten the mood amidst their harrowing escape.

His attire was also reduced to ashes, but thankfully, his armor remained intact, modestly shielding everything essential.

"What are you staring at? Don't look!" Jean said, her cheeks coloring with embarrassment as she covered her chest with one hand and attempted to block Logan's eyes with the other.

"If you won't let me see, I'll just go look at someone else!" Logan retorted playfully.

"Also, it's not I haven't seen anything, so why are you blocking my view?" he added with a hint of irritation.

"Ugh, you're incorrigible!" Jean exclaimed, dropping her hands in resignation.