“Atta girl,” Remy said softly. He watched her and the zombies both, spinning his staff idly.

Storm was an omega, a mutant without an upper limit to her power. He had no idea if whatever Arden was could compare to that. But he also knew how powerful “a little wind” could be. Arden was focused in on making blocks of air right now, and he was happy to work with that. But Bobby was also an omega, one who’d held himself back for ages with denial. And Remy wasn’t about to let Arden do that if he could help it.