Lexx rubbed his forehead and called out instructions to Fly, “Try using forceshields. Nothing else is going to work, but they might, if you can get him caught in one of them!”

Fly jumped and took back to the air, hovering over the dog. He looked up curiously, wondering what the flying squirrel was up to.

“There wouldn’t be a problem if he’d just stop moving around like that!” Fly trilled, spreading his forearms and forming a tiny spark of light that rippled and expanded into a shimmering bubble.