"Snake skIn? Didn't you just call it a sick horned rock lizard skin? Huh, funny how the beast changed when I told you what it really was." Clark made the connect causally. However, the man seemed to start sweating a little.
"It's my age getting to me. The mind isn't as sharp as it was when I was younger. You know how it is. Reasons to settle down elsewhere to retire." the man began to reach toward something under his table. But Clark was already prepared.
"I think you should take that hand back before you regret what you think you are capable of doing. Well, regret what you try doing." Clark slightly released some of his strength. The dragon energy in his body that was always shared with him rang out in a small wave causing many people to look over.
"Damn Nova Academy Brat!" The man swore as he flipped the table up. An odd tattoo formed on his face that had been hidden.
