'It works with blood,' Noah thought commanding Muliix out of his figure and on his skin. In the span of an instant he had stopped being the white haired man and was now donned in the black material that made Muilix.
It was fortunate he did so since the bear suddenly regained stability and rammed its head into him, successfully damaging the red vines and sensing Noah flying.
The sound of tens of trees having their lower portions destroyed echoed in the forest as Noah's figure traveled faster than the speed of sound smashing through trees until the power in the headbutt ran out.
A hard groan exited Noah lips from behind Muliix's helmet and he couldn't help but close his eyes before reopening them to get rid of the slight dizziness he had experienced during the violent ride.
"It's gotten stronger… I think," Noah muttered, his eyes on the cloud of dust and debris rushing towards his position from the distance.
