[i]JT's right hand snapped back and folded around his forearm as six long, triangular, ceramic/steel strips came from the hole in his skeletal arm as they took the image of a drill on his arm, which covered the insignia of Cobalt Phoenix on it. The tip of the drill drove itself into the rock and sent chunks flying everywhere, before he started walking to the woman, visibly pissed yet happy. [/i]