As Arm Number Ten encountered an adversary that required caution for the first time, kilometers away, Trins was sleeping on a cushion while floating in the center of a lagoon. Arm Number Nine began to approach her.
"I thought no one would bother me here," Trins said, standing up with her feet a few centimeters above the water. She yawned, created a black needle, and shot it at him, trying to end the fight in a single strike.
However, Arm Number Nine saw Trins' attack and, without any trouble, moved his head to the side, dodging the black needle and catching it between his thumb and index finger. "Sleeping in the middle of your ruler's most important battle?"
Arm Number Nine shot the black needle back at Trins, piercing her right leg and leaving a small hole.
The wound on Trins' leg healed before Arm Number Nine even started speaking. "You seem not to care about him, do you? Acting so disrespectfully."
