"Skri is a lot bigger than you, Sythe, which is in your favor," Lexx was speaking to the hawk while readying the modifiers. "You're faster. Just wear her down."
"I will do my best," Sythe bobbed his head in agreement. He was going to enjoy this. "Toss the dice, Lexx. I'm ready." Sythe twisted around in one quick movement, his feathers flashing in the sunlight. The modifiers hit the ground, glowing momentarily and immediately affecting Sythe before he was out of range. The eagle seemed to vanish in a streak of light, upward and into the sky.