BRAAP!!! " These aren't getting any easier" Nack said trying to keep his belt from popping off the weasels blubbery middle that stuck out like a sore thumb.

Nack the weasel or going by his other name as Fang the sniper, had gone through a large shift in weight and image as he was around 750lbs with a thick layer of flab all around his body giving him a more flabby appearance

He was lucky his Aero bike could still hold him as the thing now acted like a mobility scooter more than an air bike. Yet he was a main reason for gaining this much weight, as contracts and bounties weren't paying enough to bring in the big bucks, so... In order to survive and make a living. Nack decided to accept food as a source of payment... And well... Let's just say a lot of jobs and bounties opened up after that...

If he didn't eat his target he was usually eating whatever he was paid for completing a job well done. But it was clear that whatever he was hunting next, the weasel would get his fill and his pay.