“Seems like we should take every advantage we can,” Manpower said.
“If you’re talking purely about increasing your odds of victory, yes. But should you? No, you really shouldn’t.”
Trying to play the moral card here?
This isn’t his usual behavior, Brandish thought. His power let him manipulate bone. If it was his own, he could make it grow or shrink, reshape it and multiply it. It made him, in many respects, a competent shapeshifter.
So if it’s not his, the power’s more limited?
His abilities with the bones of others were limited to a simple reshaping, and there was a nuance in that the longer his own bone was separated from his body, the less able he was to manipulate it.
That makes sense. After a certain time, it might be hard to justify it still being his bone to his power.
Parabiologically speaking, it may have to do with bacteria on/in his bones or something like that, which die after a while exposed to the air.
Every second he was wasting talking was a second that the bone splinters he’d spread over the area would be less useful to him. He was putting himself at a disadvantage.
Clearly there’s something at stake that he cares about, hmm?