Keirst felt his hand slide right into Cuan's open maw. He tried to pull it out, but he had already clamped down on his arm. He aimed his other hand, he took a quick look at it, then looked back. His eyes opened wide. He slowly turned his head. He was looking at his hand. He could SEE his hand!<br/>"Nooooooo!!!" He cried in dismay, "Not now! Not yet!" He could feel the strength leaving his body as more and more of him became visible. He dropped his arm down, he was defeated and he knew it. He lay back down, breathing like he had just been socked in the stomach. He turned his head towards Cuan.<br/>"It seems victory is yours this day my friend." He said weakly, but still in a friendly tone.