“I need to learn to use these hands and feet,” Orthos said to Pride, “but I didn’t think I’d be fighting you. I’m not here to do battle with hatchlings.” Pride bristled. “You don’t even know how to throw a punch. With your advancement restricted, you shouldn’t look down on me.” “I don’t,” Orthos grumbled. “That makes it worse. You think I want a hatchling beating on me for two hours? I don’t even have a shell.”
