"What on earth possessed you two to have your wedding here of all worlds?" Karla snorted, snapping her fingers and turning one of the attackers into a gout of witchfire. He didn't even have time to scream before he was a charred skeleton and slagged metal. "We're just lucky it's not Sentinels and the Church of Humanity."

Then Karla would have had to put in, like, actual effort.