Briskly walking away from the dead elk and bark bear, Balto is wondering about what just happened. He was honestly still shocked about everything that happened a few minutes ago.
That elk that was turned into an abomination was something that Balto never thought he would see. At least not one that was alive. But by the Allfather it was a scary sight for sore eyes. How could that have happened in the first place?
And then there is that bark bear. That bark bear was one mean looking bastard. Half of its face was missing! How?! Was it because of the elk abomination, or was it because of something else? Either way, it deserves a name for managing to fight the abomination. And for basically doing all the work when killing it. Hmm. A name for someone with half of their face missing. Two-F#ce? Sounds too evil for a bark bear. The something-face part does sound good, so maybe something like Half-Face? I mean, it does only have half a face. Half-Face, the bark bear that fought an abomination. If I ever see Half-Face again, I will be slightly less scared when me meet again in the future.
After a fulfilling meal of the weird yellow meat, it is now for me to find a new place to sleep in! Balto started to think to himself. He can't go back to the old cave he slept in before, because of his somehow bigger body. As someone who loves to sleep in caves and similar places, it has to be a cave like place. First criteria! I have to be able to stand up in the cave. After all, stretching is the best thing to do right after waking up in the morning. Second criteria! I have to feel somewhat safe in it. That previous cave was a perfect little space to sleep in. All cozy with a healthy moss growing inside. It is a shame that I got so big for no reason. Oh well, this place is huge, so I should be able to find a new cave or place to live in. Just gotta keep on walking until I find something interesting.
"Ouch!" Balto suddenly cramped up. A sharp pain shot through his gut. The pain didn't last long, but it was intense enough for him to think something stabbed him. Was it because of the antlers that stabbed into him? Couldn't be that, because for some reason, his skin has gotten a lot harder. Not like it was uncomfortable, but it did go away shortly afterwards. Could it be because I ate the elk abominations yellow flesh? But if it was bad to eat, it would've tasted horrible, but it didn't taste like anything at all? Wait, am I going to turn into an abomination for eating abomination meat? Argh, I should have used my brain to think! Of course, the meat from something that didn't look normal wouldnt be good to eat! I hope it isn't as bad as think it is. Maybe some water would help?
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Meanwhile, inside Balto. Vita point of view.
"GOGOGOGO, It's TRYING TO GET OUT! KEEP THE FUCKER BUSY!" Producing new cells to replace the damaged insides of the belly is hard work, man, especially when the thing inside is trying to get out by viciously stabbing the gut with sharp bones. At first, it didn't really do anything, at least the first piece of meat didn't really do anything, but why is this one growing like it got a severe case of bone cancer? At least it isn't too hard to melt it away with some acid to keep it small, but it is almost like it knows it is dying. Every time I try to spray it a bit more than it can handle, it keeps up by growing its bones faster. If this keeps up, the stupid dog of a host might die! And I am not going to let that happen, because that is something a parasite would do. God, I hate parasites.
I have to think of a way to kill this thing, or at least stop it from growing through like a spike pierces through a poor construction worker. I don't want to do too much with the wolves' guts. Because I know for a fact that if I do touch something a little too hard, it might just burst! And I don't think that is the best thing to do if I want to keep the host alive. Who knew, fucking with something delicate inside something alive might just make the alive thing dead.
Alright, now that I have thought about this, it is time to approach this another way.
Still covering it with juice, a tendril blessed with my amazing touch manages to snatch a small piece of bone from the many pieces of bone. Sure, producing too many cells would usually kill anyone from exhausting, but I am superior! And now that I have a bone cancer cell, it is time to create a hyper cancer cell! Hihihi, I am so smart. And now, time to look at this bone particle. Looks like normal from the outside, but if I remember correctly there is supposed to be something that helps the bones regrow, but here it would seem that the bone marrow is the part that is doing the growing. That isn't odd, but the fact that the marrow is doing only the growing part and not anything else is odd.
But this is good for the host and for myself. Host will have legendary boners- I mean bones. And I can protect myself in the future if anything would happen to the host! Because plant cells aren't good enough if they come from a blade of grass. Gotta get my tentacles on a seed one day. Or a nut. But now that I have this, I can test something out. I know for a fact that the weird flesh must still be there, because I can actually see it sometimes. And you, my totally real friend, know how much I love my tentacles, so I don't think I need to say anything else. Using the captured bone cancer to make a spear, the best way to kill something dangerous is with something else that is just as dangerous.
New special attack! Spear of Bone Cancer!