Southern hospitality did not extend to Sentinels.

That was a certainty as Rogue flew out of the back of the mansion. She did it mainly to check on any of the students who were out of their senses their good mamas gave them. The longer route also meant she could pick up plenty of steam to go right after one of those humans in a Sentinel suit.

Rogue was flying at nearly 700 mph when she hit an overly large fella with her fists extended in front of her.