Lorna's eyes widened as the cards exploded, taking the hands of the guys with them. She gulped. It was true, they weren't holding back, why else come at a school with guns.
But she didn't want to kill someone, or hurt them beyond repair. Both things she knew she could do. The power was there, resting right under her skin.
The next person that came running forward she grabbed and sent flying backwards, lifting them by nothing more than the iron in their blood.
"I have to... I could kill someone," Lorna pointed out, the idea anguished her, and that was apparent on her voice.