About the position of its internal organs.
But the instant I closed my eyes, I remembered. The moment I touched it, I'd easily been able to find all the weak spots on its body. In my mind's 3D theater, many places, like its waist,
were color-coded.
Its claws and legs were blue, and so was its head. Its ribs, however, were red. Those were all weak points,
including the upper half of its abdomen.
Right, its vital spots were all near its spine.
Thinking of that, I reached out and patted its belly. The tiger understood what I wanted with remarkable intelligence. It rolled slightly to one side and flopped straight onto the ground,
exposing its snowy-white belly before me.
Cats and dogs had weak spots around their waists and spines. Whether you were facing a stray dog or a feral cat, attacking that area generally couldn't go wrong. Of course, that assumed
you could face the animals without flinching and had a weapon in hand.
Dogs in particular—Night Hounds feared being attacked in the lower belly most of all. One hard kick there would instantly bring down any dog, no matter how big.
Some smaller dogs might even die from a single kick, like dogs about the size of a poodle.
Thinking of that, I looked at the spot and felt around until I had a rough idea of where it was. I pressed the blade against its belly again, then slowly pushed it in.
"Roar..."
As the blade sank in, the tiger felt the pain and gave a low growl to ease it. I couldn't exactly anesthetize it; I didn't have any medicine that could relieve its pain. Knock it out... Well, I had no idea how to knock out animals like these. Killing them outright would be