*as the prowler runs away his hand disintegrates, dropping the shard, then Nebula disintegrates the prowler’s legs*
Nebula: if you wish to remain like that, be my guest, you were foolish enough to mess with a god, which proves that the shard must be destroyed. *picks up the shard again* However, I’m merciful and do not wish to intervene in this conflict. *She gives the prowler’s legs back, but nothing about the missing arm*