The world went dull for a moment, her claws scratching more roughly at her skin (the sealed wound around them seemed to be popping open), and Rose knew her powers had been damped. But she was not for nothing the daughter of Wolverine, trained to be much more than her powers.
She threw herself low, into a tackle, feeling something go sailing over her head.
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