Scag scurries away, dodging lightning blast after lightning blast. One hits directly in front of him. Whoa, that one was close! He thought. It's a good thing lightning never strikes the same spot tw- he barely thinks the words when a bolt of lightning hits him. The explosion knocks him back like a rag doll. He is dazed, but otherwise okay. He smells something in the air, like burning pork. He looks down and seems something terrifying. His leg is gone. There is no bleeding, just a burnt stump starting just above where his knee used to be. Then Scag Miller, pirate and master of profanity utters two words.
"Well damn."
Then the pain hits and he falls to unconsciousness.