Noatak's arm moved quicker than the vendors wit and in an instant the vendor was half thrown across the podium with Noatak gripping him like a cur by the collar while his other hand hand the man's wrist bent at an unnatural angle. Before the vendor could cry out, Noatak closed in leaving only a hairsbreadth between them.

"I could have your arm before the security officer can take a step towards me," He spoke in a deep, clear voice that was more like a low roar or a volcano before it erupted, "You have enough money to cancel the auction and keep two working arms. Unless one flying lemur is really worth it."

There was a tense silence as Noatak slowly released his hands around the vendor who by now had gone pale a sheet. The latch to Momo's holding cage was opened seconds late.