Very soon, a White-Clawed Black Cat took shape in the corner.
The cat poked its head out through a gap in the curtains that hung to the floor and furtively looked around.
There were only three people in the room at the moment.
—Jiang Xia, Masuo Eri, who was tied up and sleeping in the corner, and a Man in Black assigned to guard the hostages.
The Man in Black clearly did not think the two unconscious, securely bound hostages had any chance of resisting.
He did not keep watching Jiang Xia and Masuo Eri. Instead, he lounged on the sofa, playing Tetris on his phone. After a while, perhaps growing sleepy from the game, he ambled over to the table like he was at home and began boiling water to make himself some instant coffee.
Behind the Man in Black.
Jiang Xia possessed the cat puppet he had just formed and silently made the cat walk toward his own body—he did not quite trust the Eating Cat with delicate work. When people became ghosts, they lost part of their memories and thinking ability because they no longer had brains, let alone a cat. Though the Eating Cat was already considered clever among cats...
Jiang Xia soon maneuvered the cat puppet behind himself, extending claws reinforced with Killing Intent and clay. Carefully avoiding his clothes and skin, it scratched at the rope.
The rope, as thick as a finger, snapped at the strike as though sliced by a sharp blade.
Jiang Xia gave the cat's paw a satisfied look. If he ever needed to punish someone's tire again, this New Ghost would undoubtedly be the best choice. If the cat could not bite or scratch through a thickened tire, it could use that Gigantification skill and turn into a