Magneto
He felt horrible, like he'd been hit by a truck while recovering from a tequila hangover. And more over, he felt used and empty; well that's generally how you would feel if you'd had your powers ripped away from you. At least Charles death was reasonably quick… if slightly painful, but this was drawn out torture. Agony every time he moved, every time he stretched his hand out towards something metal and not have it jump towards him.
But then again… this cure was only a suppression of the mutant gene. If he could just focus on that damn chess piece, maybe it would…
Yes…
