Of everyone and everything on this island, the last thing Karla wanted was for them to get Warren. Even though she still hated him, yes.

Shut up.

"We're not getting anything," Karla said, nudging Topher along. "Or anyone. We're leaving."

She threw up a shield between them and the strangers. And was somehow completely unsurprised when they walked right through it like it wasn't even there.