Yes, with your gauntlet...

As you´re looking down on Rolf, you feel something in your previously numb arm. Its not rage, its blood thirst. Whatever is inside the gauntlet wants you to grab Rolf by the head and CRUSH HIM! You heard those last words in your head.

You remove your foot and look down on your right hand. The gauntlet looks to just hangs there slack like your arm but you can feel its spirit screaming. Whatever foul entity is in it feeds on souls. You look back at Rolf who´s still as arrogant as ever. "Having trouble deciding how to finish me, weakling? Guess you're stupid too like my whore squire."

Oh, is that so? Before you realize it you´ve placed your encased hand on Rolfs head and your feel a sort of, suction, going on. You feel power surging through the gauntlet, into your arm and body. Your shoulders flares in pain as it pops back and your left palm tingles. Looking at it you see the burn fizzle away.

You look Rolf in the eye and smile. "How does it feel, you dishonorable shit? How does it feel to have your soul eaten by a magic bloody gauntlet!" Rofl could only gasp as you dug your clawed fingers into his face and lifted him up.

You held him up for a while, basking in your victory before a sudden savage urge overcame your and your smashed him back down into the hard ground, head first. His head was crushed like the watermelons your would practice with back home. "Yes!" You felt invincible! You clenched your fist, enjoying the blood that covered it. You looked down at it, and your surge died. The gauntlet had grown!

It had grown up your arm and now almost reached your shoulder! Again, you couldn´t see or feel where your flesh ended and the steel began. It was almost as if your skin just suddenly turned into metal!

"He-he´s dead?" You heard Asta´s soft voice from behind you. You turned and saw her hunched up against a rock, looking at you with fearful eyes. You realize that you went from the man who saved her, to the man who sucked the soul out of her master and then killed him in a savage manner. You remember her feelings for you, had you just torn them apart?

"Asta, listen." you say...