[Shadow landed on the farside of the ship, the smoke obscuring his view of anything coming from behind. In theory, he should hear something before someone gets the jump on him, but--he picks up Cid shouting in the distance, then something grazing his injured right arm. It may not have completely hit him, but the damage has been done.
He feels a sudden chill and burning sensation all at once from the initial wound. It no longer heals and starts to form crystals from the spot instead. Yellow sparks come off his arm as the crystalization gradually spreads. Moving the arm proves detrimental and only speed the process.] Tch. [And there's still one more ship left. He can still finish the job. Cid will see a yellow blur continuing onto the next ship despite being one less usuable arm.]
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He feels a sudden chill and burning sensation all at once from the initial wound. It no longer heals and starts to form crystals from the spot instead. Yellow sparks come off his arm as the crystalization gradually spreads. Moving the arm proves detrimental and only speed the process.] Tch. [And there's still one more ship left. He can still finish the job. Cid will see a yellow blur continuing onto the next ship despite being one less usuable arm.]