Stage 2-1 No Damage God Hand

"Hey, Olivia! You goddamned witch, why the hell do you keep sending me to my death?!" "Well, you're still breathing and kicking. I guess that arm I loaned you helped out. Stop complaining." "Sure, it's strong. Real strong. But that's the problem! People keep fucking attacking me just BECAUSE of this damn thing! If you wanted to keep it clean and undamaged, why the hell did you graft it on to me?!" "Hey, I was being nice! It was either this or you bleed out on the ground! Furthermore, it's a good way to show customers that the arm DOES work! You've been kicking ass like no tomorrow! AND, because you're not taking any damage; the arm's value skyrockets! It's a win-win scenario, man!" "Alright, alright...fair enough. So, I guess you got a job for me?" "Yeeppp. We got a disappearing act in some village near here. Man, what's with the villages in this world? First we got some pathogen that makes you paranoid and schizophrenic with a healthy side order of CLAWING OUT YOUR OWN THROAT, now we have David Blaine's magic act affecting a village! This world is just going downhill." "I agree with ya. But at least this village isn't sacrificing humans, right?" "Uhhhh...yeah! No sacrifice here! TOTALLY no divine intervention here, aside from you, Mr. GODHAND!" "I don't like that tone....Well, time to hit the road!"