Xeno's right arm lengthened as he stood. Becoming a whip-like arrangement. One of the few shapes he could hold with only moderate effort. "Eventually, but not today." But then this was close to what Xeno had really wanted in the first place. "Unless your too boring to play with for long." He bounced the whip twice as his body grew less stable in appearance. His legs slipped down into his trunk; giving him an appearance like a blob from the hips down. With that he whipped his limb to the side. The long lash sent towards the blade in an attempt to constrict it.