Two Fistfuls of Cats and the Fragment Thief
Editor: Sparrow Translations
Noodle was racing through the woods, but not on all fours. Instead, he was standing upright on his hind legs, looking very much more like a werewolf than a dog. Rice Cake was still securely in one of his hands. A misty glow shrouded her whenever there was a vibration on the ground.
Thanks to her power, every tree, house, and boulder that stood in his way was promptly blown up, clearing out a path for him.
The more he used her as an explosive device, the better he got at operating her. He knew exactly which part of her legs he should squeeze to produce a specific effect. It was like she was a game controller.
Not only did he have the knowledge of how to utilize Rice Cake, his paws had grown to be strong and dexterous enough to hold her in various positions. The amount of power packed in his paw could now rival a human's punch. In fact, it seemed like his overall physical abilities had been fortified.
Noodle tilted his head upwards and sniffed the air.