[ Somewhere in the forest there's the smell of burning flesh. Clark hit it hard enough and severed its ability to heal. It'll be carrion for the others, and all that's left to say he was there are flattened trees from the impact.
He lands some distance from 'Simon', and walks towards him. His body language is loose, trying to be unthreatening. ]
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He lands some distance from 'Simon', and walks towards him. His body language is loose, trying to be unthreatening. ]
My name is Kal-El. I'm from another world.