James began to feel much better, his mind started to clear, and he could see that it wasn't Tiffany in front of him, but a women in purple. She was asking him if he understood her, he answered "Yes, and whatever you did, thank you." A girl came up to him and held his hand trying to reassure him, as a tear came from her he felt like he had to show her he was okay and was going to be fine. He tried to sit himself up, but without thinking he started to roll over onto his missing arm, at the last second he realized his mistake and prepared to feel intense pain. But it didn't happen, instead the ground grabbed onto his shoulder painlessly, he started to panic, and pulled as hard as he could.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #00FF00">"Ack, get it off!"</span></span></span>He stood up and started to back away from everyone. The ground came with him until an arm made of earth, grass, and stone was pulled out. He was terrified at this thing attached to his shoulder.<br/>It started to fluctuate and small sharp spikes came from it, pointing in all directions.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #00FF00">"Ahh! Help!"</span></span></span>He was waving it around trying to avoid stabbing someone, including himself. As he panicked more and more, the spikes got bigger and bigger, fluctuating faster and faster. Luckily, he figured out what was happening, the arm instinctually tried to defend him, and itself, when he was scared, like a porcupine almost. He attempted to calm down, he took long deep breaths. And the arm made of earth started to calm down too. Once it was back to it's original arm shape, James turned and looked at the Women, and said.<span style="color: #00FF00"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"Is this normal?"</span></span></span><br/><br/>Before she could answer he saw the two other girls fighting, this made him anxious. They were talking about flinging themselves off the side.<span style="color: #00FF00"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"What you couldn't possibly..."</span></span></span>He didn't want to see anyone else die. Fear gripped him, his new arm started shaking. They continued to fight.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #00FF00">"JUST STOP IT!!!" </span></span></span>Suddenly the earth from his arm shot out in several directions, two hit the ground near the fighting girls. Another one at the feet of Lady Violetta, and one went through a piece of his leg, the rest harmlessly in other directions. He yelled out in pain,<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #00FF00">"Augh!" </span></span></span>He gritted his teeth, and grabbed his rock arm with his normal one, and through clenched teeth, said.<span style="color: #00FF00"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"Stop it." </span></span></span>The spikes slowly retracted, until it was back to it's normal form again. He breathed a sigh of relief,<span style="color: #00FF00"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Please, both of you calm down and think for a second."</span></span></span>He collapsed on the ground his injured leg no longer able to hold him up.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #00FF00">"Ow."</span></span></span>