Neytiri rolled her left shoulder. "Dang, where the heck did my knife go...?" She muttered as she tried to sit up. "I suddenly have an idea..." Neytiri said, taking something from her pocket. She pressed a little red button. "Bye bye, Bridgett." Neytiri grinned.
Bridgett, being smaller than the dragon, swiftly side-flew, his attack missed completely. Suddenly, her head begun to throb, and her wings locked. A high keening sound was in her head, and she hit the ground with a sickening crack. Then, her form rippled and she was gone.
