"Ah." Sam glanced over at Sho, who was now lying face-first in the ground after Sanji neglected to catch him. "Could someone take care of that, or...-" He ducked under a knife-slash from Livingness, then shanked him in the gut. Livingness started to fall backwards in death, but caught himself at the last minute and sprung to his feet as if nothing had happened. Which, it would seem to any passerby, is exactly what had happened. The knife wound had closed itself up, and nothing but a bloodstained hole in his t-shirt would lead to any evidence of there being a stab hole previously. "You like that, huh? Cellular regeneration. I picked it up as a result of many years of training in Hell, during which time you took it upon yourself to murder my cousin."
"See, you keep saying that, but I still don't think that sounds like the sort of thing I'd do!" Sam cried exhasperatedly. "I mean, what'd he look like? Was he a nice guy?"
"Bit of a prick actually, but fun to be around..." Livingness started describing Death, and Sam stared blankly at him. "Sorry, doesn't ring a bell..."
"Maybe it will when I kill you!!!" Livingness yelled, conjured a machine-gun out of the air and started firing at Sam, who dove behind a rock for cover.
"Honestly, I don't see how that'd help!" Sam replied, arming a grenade and tossing it over the rock.