EDIT: Added a video / Backup of this entire sequence if anybody feels like seeing the horrible combat system in action.
I grab the severed arm. Maybe it'll be enough to distract him. He looks like he could hold his own in a fight, and I really don't want to have to hurt him.
I manage to slip past him and into his cell. I notice that despite his insanity and the fact that he's just lost an arm, he seems very interested in the hunk of meat I took from my cell. That gives me an idea...
I drop the meat over in the corner of the cell, hoping maybe that will distract him long enough for me to get the fork.
It works. He goes after the fetid chunk of meat, hunkering in the corner with it and gnawing at like a man possessed. Poor bastard, they must have been starving him to death.
There's a photograph at my feet.
I don't recognize the girl in the photo, and I don't think it belongs to my one armed friend. But she must mean something to someone here.
Moving quickly, I try to grab the fork while he's busy with his disgusting meal.
"Return the fork, or I'll command it to destroy you!"
Shit. That didn't work. He rushes at me, and I have no choice but to defend myself.
"You stand on holy ground. It's fitting you should kneel."
This guy's easily as strong as me. He hits me a couple times. Hard.
Fighting for my life, I'm forced to use every tool at my disposal.
I try my best to convince him to work with me, but his insane rage doesn't allow him to hear me. To his credit, I am hitting him in the head with his own severed arm.
Finally with one last squishy blow to the head, he breathes his last, collapsing in a wretched heap.
"I'm sorry my friend. We are both victims, you and I."
I didn't want to kill him, but maybe I was doing him a favor in the end.
I'm pretty roughed up, but I think I can carry on for the time being. I have a feeling I should save my energy.
There's a logbook here. I should read it when I have a chance. Maybe it'll help me understand what was done to the blue guy, which might shed some light on my own situation.
But for now, I've got to get out of-
On second thought, maybe I should heal up a bit.