"You can fight this dragon." Emma cocked a hip and folded her arms. "I think this is all supposed to be a training exercise."

It would explain why the Hellfire Club had suddenly become incompetent. Still, it was repeatedly breaking Shaw's nose that had made her realize that hanging back might be a good strategy. Shaw's inconvenient little mutation was something she'd put a lot of thought into beating--if someone turns your force back against you, the solution is not to engage.

Or to drop house on him, but she didn't have Magneto around to take care of her problem this time.