As you put on the gloves, you feel them snug, of course you decide to wrap around the cape the knight was wearing, while it became black like the gloves, and boots that you made out of his limbs. "Well knight, it's been fun," You say. "What is that suppose to mean, you heartless wench?" Abraham asks.
"It means your useless now, and only good for one thing," You explain. "Being my clothes. As much as it was to hear those insults you were giving me, I believe your mouth will go first. "No," Abraham says. "I will also this no longer. You hear mm." The knight's mouth closed up, and disappeared, and all you could hear was his muffled screaming, as the remainder of his limbs shrunk, and his beard, hair, and body hair fuse with him, becoming a latex black sleeveless no-leg leotard that you put on.