Clover sat at the top of a tree, a light, possibly manafactured wind rolling around him. He watched a few people walking by, a few humans, but mostly androids. He lit a small flame on his hand.<br/><br/>"You shouldnt exist." He said to the androids, althopugh he was too far to be heard. He chucked the small flame at one of them, embedding it into there back, where it turned into a bright red coal.