Toridus: STEEL IS MY BODY AND FURY RUNS THROUGH MY VEINS! I HAVE CREATED OVER A THOUSAND SPEARS, UNKNOWN TO DEATH, NOR KNOWN TO LIFE! 
IT: ...Everybody get an umbrella out... *pulls out giant steel umbrella*
Toridus: HAVE WITHSTOOD PAIN TO THROW MANY SPEARS. YET THESE HANDS SHALL NEVER HOLD ANYTHING. SO AS I PRAY...*throws up entire quiver of spears*
UNLIMITED. SPEAR. WORK-*gets stabbed through the chest by his own spear.* ...
IT: Man, your Archer impression needs some work. 
Toridus: ...At least i got the ice off...
IT: You have a gaping hole through your stomach. Don't call it a win with that.