Smash. Crunch. Tear. Squeeze. Stretch. Repeat.
Lilo was pulverizing his bones and reshaping his frame to his liking.
By now, it has been hours of intensive experimentations and precise work on changing the structure of his body.
He had wisely decided to make tools for this about a few minutes in.
A hammer, a chisel, a brace, and two flat boulders used to press together to hold things in place for leverage or squeeze out shattered pieces; were his choice of weapons to use on himself.
He was now a novice surgeon.
An utter amateur and massacist of his own small body.
He first needed to understand how to restructure his limbs into that of a humans rather than a quadrupeds.
His years spent studying the bones and ligaments of his opponents as well as pushing the limits of his own body had made him somewhat of an expert of one.
But he was an expert of breaking them, not creating them.
It was easier to destroy than to build.
