Clark held himself back a little while watching the other begin to battle. He wanted to see how Jerold and Brad would handle themselves. He also felt bad that he had let his tongue slip when he spoke just a few moments ago. Normally he was a lot more calm and more concise about what he was saying or doing. He couldn't think of a time he had ever slipped like that.
Too many thoughts were rushing through Clark's mind but he had to stay focused. With a shackle of his head, he charged towards the nearest pair of beasts fighting. Not every single steel clawed mole was cowardly.
The steel clawed mole that was fighting and somehow dodging the attacks of the hammer tail lizard was certainly older. Clark could guess that this was the cause of the steel clawed mole benign able to survive this encounter. It was even more dramatic when the hammer tail lizard would strike the ground where the steel clawed mole had just dug under but the result was no damage to the mole at all.
