Clark sat, eager for a fight. The wind was brisk today, and he was near a shore, so that didn’t help much either. The challenger was here apparently. It was a marine, maybe he was on protected soil, bureaucrats. The man was large, and it seemed that he had an explosive personality. He was clearly of high rank, but clark wasn’t scared at all, why would he be. With his pointer finger raised towards the man clark issued the challenge, “hey, old marine, you gonna just stand there?”