The Firbolg had cut ties with his bloodline to join Orpal, and the Dead King himself only owned an enchanted armor for his human form.
To make matters worse, the thick layer of Zero and Ragnarök's Reverse Flow enchantment hindered the Fae's regeneration abilities. The frozen-solid right arm weighed Nuron down, refusing to both thaw or detach itself.
Regrowing the entire limb from scratch would have been a matter of seconds for the Fae, but Nuron had to get rid of it first. The extreme cold numbed the Firbolg's tissues to the point he had no control over them.
The Griffon Fetters bound him tight, but Lith manipulated them so that the emerald chains would inflict little damage and use the arm as their anchor as they wrapped themselves around the rest of the Upyr's body.
On top of that, Nuron had to devote his full focus on his remaining arm to stop the unrelenting assault of the angry blade. The cuts it inflicted healed slowly, and each one of them gushed lifeblood like a fountain.
