There was something deep inside everyone. Even Rahne had her inner wolf howling in her soul, beckoning her to unleash it's feral wrath upon others but she was strong enough to resist. But this was something else "Ow.... I think I broke a rib... Oh wait, I'm fine." She slowly got back up with heavy pants, dusting herself off. She had agreed to let you train her to better control her powers feral side but she didn't expect you to be this cutthroat. To someone like her, you were a league within your own as an Omega-level mutant and an experienced member of the X-Men. But the wolf wasn't one to give up so easily, if anything, your own perseverance and ability to push on despite your own inner darkness gnawing at you was almost awe-inspiring.

For a moment, the pale light of the moon illuminated you two in that lonely meadow. Even with your scars, Rahne found a strange beautiful in that. A level of strength that she needed to learn to even match your level. "Can't we even have one break?" Yet of course, even she knew when her body couldn't handle the situation. There was no rest for mutants like them.