The fox adjusted the dials on his handheld tracking device. The computerized scope had guided him for many months and across many worlds. He’d calibrated it perfectly to lock in on the unique chaos energy that radiated from the universe’s greatest hero. Well . . . almost perfectly. Tails had reached as many natural disasters, dangerous adversaries, and booby traps as a creature could find in the various zones of galactic civilization on his way. But whenever a planet would prove a dead end, his device would pick up another hint of that power, which seemed to be concentrated in one animal above all others.

-Chapter 4