"This ability of yours is very annoying," said Arm Number One.
"As the right-hand man of the true ruler, it's my duty to be the one who will give you the most trouble," Luke responded, adjusting his suit.
As they spoke, Arm Number One's body began to dissolve the transparent blue fabric that covered him, while Luke, with twelve baseball-sized holes in his body, was regenerating.
"Coagulation," Luke said as the blood dripping from his skin began to float and gather, forming a sphere of blood. "My king needs me, so let's finish this."
"Are you perhaps in love with your master?" Arm Number One taunted Luke's loyalty.
"Master of Fabrics." A transparent blue fabric reappeared, covering Arm Number One's entire body.
"Darken," the transparency of the fabric vanished, and the predominant color became yellow. "I never understood how all the other arms enjoyed fighting so much, but now I've met an abomination that can't die."
