I propel myself onto one of the hydra's many necks, and my fist produces hot light, surrounded by electricity.
I place my hand onto the hydra's neck, and it cries out hatefully. Just as I suspected, the shadow hydra is harmed by light!
And so, as his skin fades away like it was touched by acid, the hole in his neck gets big enough for Bug to breathe through. Before I can make the wound any larger, an invisible force swats me off of the creature, full force. Fortunately, he should be able to escape on his own now.
"Dang!" I say, pulling myself up from a small crater in the ground, "WHAT KEEPS DOING THAT?"
“…Judge not what a man has done, but judge what he could have done if he was a different bloke altogether. For art thou a leper? And a leper can changeth his spots…” --Rudy Wade, Misfits (Series 4, Episode 8)