"We're at a social event, you may call me Karla if you'd like," she said, holding out her hand for Dark Nation to sniff. Technically, he could call her Karla in the classroom, but she wasn't about to force the issue.

Some idiot came charging towards them, yelling anti-mutant slurs and Karla just waved an idle hand at him. There was a sickening crunch as every bone in his body was pulverized at once and the sack of what remained fell down with a wet plop. "What kind of breed is he?"