Jasmine’s P.O.V.

I gasped as I lifted my head, sudden display of Clark’s powers rendered me speechless. His thin body in projectile motion was surging towards Alex, but he was on high alert so he whirled around and drew out his claws. Clark’s movements were blasted away amidst the snow white flashes of his claws.

When the radiance of his attack diminished, I saw him using Clark’s own nails to slash his torso. Clark curled up in avoidance, Alex noticed this opportunity and focused on his hand, slicing it mid-air. He screeched in agony, his severed hand thrashed down to the floor, dyeing it’s tiles with chunks of blood.

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