Wolverine struck first swinging his claws full force toward s Victor who managed to dodge out of the way before the metal could make contact. As the smaller of the two men passed the larger took the opportunity to slam a fist into the second ones back. Wolverine hissed from the pain of the hit but did not waver in his stance. Backing up the two circled each other preparing for another attack.
"Stop it Logan" Storm pleaded with wolf like man. He didn't react; no longer aware of who she was much less what she wanted. Realizing he was too far gone to respond the woman sought to reason with his brother. "Victor we need to go, this is neither the time nor the place for this". "Oh I say the timing is just right" the man assured her as he watched the second man before him.
In a flash Logan charged Victor a second time hooking his arms around the man's waist as the two of them slammed into the wall behind them, the force of which had set off the mansions alarm as it crumbled. Outside the sky filled with blackening clouds threatening hail as Storm struggled to take control of the situation. "Stop it" she yelled again. This time neither answered.
Falling atop Victor Logan swung at the man managing to get in two violent slashes to his face before Victor caught a hold of his throat allowing his claws to dig in to his neck one painful inch at a time. As Sabertooth raised him from the ground Logan swung. The claws penetrated this time managing to find their way to the other side of Victor's torso, as the second mans claws continued to slice into his throat.
Despite the amount of blood the two men had lost neither were willing to let go of the other. By now Storms eyes had turned a severe white as the open window was shattered by the oncoming of a powerful gust of wind. The weather slowed as outside the familiar lights of the X jet could be seen hovering in the sky above the destroyed room. It was too late to end the night peacefully. By then the entire campus must have known they were there.
Running to the fighting me Storm attempted to pry the competitors apart. "Victor, Victor you have to leave now". This time the larger man did look catching a glimpse of the light that passed by the window the man glared. "Damn it. Guess those bastards have nothing better to do" he hissed. Retracting his claws the man released his grip on the second mans throat allowing the body to fall as his metal claws slipped out of his stomach the result of which caused more blood to spill from him.
The man seemed immune to the pain but that did not keep Storm from worrying. "You have to leave now" she said again. You can't let the others see you". Victor looked down at the woman before him, under better circumstances he would have found her concern almost endearing. Opening his mouth to speak the man thought better of it and instead leaned forward and kissed Ororo pulling away reluctantly as he knew it might very well be the last contact he would have with her for a while and as if reading his mind she looked away directing him towards the left hall. "There's a heating vent on the right a few yards down" she said. "It will take you of here without being seen".