Moor starts concentrating on a new skill.
An ethereal blue scalpel appears in Moor's hand.
Moor orders you to lie down, all the while fondling his cleaver. You lie down,
hesitantly. Then, Moor sits on top of you, making you more or less unable to
move.
Suddenly he swings with the cleaver, severing your arm off! You howl in pain,
blood flying everywhere. Another blow follows, this time with the haft of the
cleaver, to your head, and you fall into blessed unconsciousness.
When you wake up, you notice your arm has been replaced with a glass one. It
seems the operation was success, after all.

Hp:645/1182 (-537) Ep:402/402 () Sp:1148/1148 <()>
You feel your head clearing up.

You feel your head clearing up.
You are no longer stunned.