Clarice was quite happy with the way things were going, up to the point where Graves showed up and shot Liam. She let out a silent sigh as the normal people in the vicinity went for cover and the others who were like her weren’t affected as much. This was a problem… seriously the way this guy acted irked her a bloody lot!

 [b]“Calm down a little… do you want to cause a mass murder with those flames and rage of yours?”[/b] Clarice asked Sam and put a hand on the draconic woman’s shoulder. Flame covered her arm, but she had summoned her gauntlet just enough to protect her arm and hide her identity from the man with the gun.[b]” Unleash those flames now and you will really kill someone… We cannot protect all the civilians from them.[/b]” She added in attempt to force Sam to calm down a little and put away the flames before they get out of control as they did yesterday.

[b] “That said… I don’t really like your tone… nor your attitude…While I'm interrested at what you have to say...”[/b] She said, pulling her arm away from Sam’s shoulder, her gauntlet vanishing before leaving the flame, still keeping her identity a secret.
 
 [b]“You see… in difference from my friends…”[/b] Clarice said, her hand moving by the nearby table, taking a glass from it and running a finger across it’s edge, before pulling the half empty bottle and pouring herself a drink. She didn’t care who’s it was right now. She took a sip before turning back to the man.[b]”… I don’t care if I will kill you…”[/b] She said with a careless smile, the glass being suddenly thrown at the man with a flicker of her wrist as she dashed at him. One thing was that she was used to fighting melee with armed people in enclosed spaces. She using the increased speed and strength as much as she can without unleashing the armor, her arm moving just to get over the barrel of the gun, preparing to push it down or away if he tries to aim at her, her leg already arching for a high kick. She was called ‘The Iron Wall’ for a reason back in her mercenary days… that was because armed opponents in close range fights never got to hit her or the people she would protect. Fundamentally she was different from Sam… or Liam or probably most others in this place. She was used to fighting and killing…