Xadin looked a little angry when the wolf dodged the whip.  Most of the other had been surprised by it.  However, he smiled when he saw the wolf have the whip wrap around his arm and take a hard to move stance thanks to the root.  “If you think you will be able to control this whip then you are mistaken.”  Xadin took the whip in his other hand as well and the whip started to change.  The metal coils around his arm melted together until they were a solid mass of metal.  The silver metal then started to move up over his arm.  It felt cold and held tightly around his arm.  The light silver metal then changed again.  It started to feel heavy, very heavy.  The metal turned black and soon by the look of the metal and feel of its weight it was as if his entire arm was now covered in a half inch coating of cast iron.  Xadin chuckled at him some as he looked at him with an evil grin, still not moving from the spot he had appeared at in front of the wolf.