There were things that terrified Storm, but they all ran along the same vein. Closing her in where she couldn't see the sky, the walls so close she could touch them. Claustrophobia. It was something of a bitch. Thankfully, she had managed to keep it under control in the crypts of Paris, but only by stopping whenever she could see the sky and recentering herself.
"Of course," he would take surprised from her. Scaring her was not exactly something she was going to allow him to do. After all, there was no reason to give him another chance to get himself hurt. "Strong enough to give me a chance to regroup for an actual fight." Not knowing who she was dealing with, she hadn't collected the strongest bolt available to her. That would have just been over kill. Now, knowing it had been Kyle, she was glad she hadn't gone that far with it. "It could have been much worse."