"This might help," Bob said to himself, laying down a card.
BODY: Fists of Steel
Gain attack power, lose manipulation.
"So what does it do?" said Mary.
"I think that's obvious," said Bob.
Bob's hands started to spark violently. They curved inwards to form fists, and quickly were swept up in a tide of metal. In a few seconds, they *were* metal.
"Woah," said Lissi. "This game is unbelievable."
"Uh oh," said Bob, looking at his fists. "I can't move my fingers."
"I guess that's what the other part of the card meant," said Ryan.
They looked back at the crystal display. It now read "BOB gives himself Fists of Steel. Do you want to fight now?"
"Yes," said Bob.
"You fight the orc! The orc misses you. You hit the orc. You kill the orc in one hit!"
"Wow, that's powerful," said Bob.
"One-hit kill - bonus awarded: "Sprint". You may take an extra roll now."
Bob picked up the dice by sandwiching it between his fists and dropped it. It landed, revealing a 5. His piece moved accordingly.
It was now Dina's turn.