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	"Wait, my staff is right here with m-....Fuck. Well, that's either going to come back to bite me in the ass in a major way, or, is going to be of some absurd help without me knowing.." Tiny says, before shrugging. However, he does walk over to Albert. "You're gonna look for another arm, eh? Well, I could make you a new one...but..if you want, I could make some..killer augmentations to it. Make it a cool arm weapon of sorts. Oh! I know! What about an arm..that...and listen to this....was able to shoot exploding smaller arms!" 

	Tiny was obviously a bit off, if one could not already tell. However, being this close to him, in a rather sunny place without distraction, Albert and Blarg could swear they saw something on the face of Tiny. A tattoo of sorts, just barely hidden by the hood of his robes. If one was daring enough, they could pull down his hood to get a better look.....But who knows how Tiny would react to such a thing?
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	Mithias began to hear a voice, that of a man, speaking of a severed arm...of a missing staff, and other nonsense. This was of course a distraction before Mithias felt several needles enter his flesh, a searing pain unlike anything he's ever felt. Standing behind him, his dark robes flowing in the winds of chaos, Luigi Cruel stands, his robotic parts twitching slightly. "Not yet, you're not done yet..not until you've given everything to chaos..." Luigi says, grinning. Mithias could feel himself mutating rapidly, his will depleted..but now, his strength renewed with a power unlike anything he's had before. Muscle bulged, skin stretched, and torn. A immense power, one almost to great to contain was now coursing though Mithias...would he accept this new strength, or deny himself this power? He could feel deep down this strength would have a cost...but what would that cost be? I guess only a plunge down the rabbit hole would answer this question...