"Curse, huh?" Elle repeated. She knew there were some people who thought of the abilities as a curse, people who just wanted to be normal, unevolved. She didn't understand that. It was like an eagle wanting to be a sparrow. Who would choose weakness when they could be strong?

"What's your name, anyway?" she asked, rearranging her face into a mask of friendliness.

There was one way to force him to show off his abilities. The ball of electricity in her hand crackled and glowed brighter as she contemplated launching it at him.