Red Meadow.

[DragonMasterX]

"Oh, so you're here just to show off, right?" Mar laughed. His expression almost surrealy changed to an angry frown. "Good, I felt like making short work of someone today!" he snarled with confidence. The weredragon then began walking in Shaun's direction, but he wasn't running. He was calmly approaching his target, both of his arms held about a feet away from his body, palms open, as if he was holding basketballs in each of them already.

His gaze pierced Shaun's eyes, it was as if some sort of gigantic creature was about to pounce and brutally dismember him, yet his form of approaching the werewolf was most baffling, as if he was enjoying to impose himself before doing anything else. It was a way of paralyzing an opponent by using a magnified form of intimidation. "Come on. You just have to score once," he stammered with a devious grin.