"Leave now and I will let you keep your teeth." Ophidian announced as he slithered forward and cracked his knuckles.  "You think I don't remember you? I do. I know the pain you caused. And I'm not having any of your me-centered bullshit. Everyone here knows you're scum and that you're worse than DJ ever could be. And there's three dozen or so of us...and FOUR OF YOU. So get out..." His eyes turned to slits. "...or we make you get out."