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Hawk sped along, skimming past the side of a building. Something caught the corner of his vision, though, some movement barreling towards him. He turned his head to look--

--and threw himself clear just in time as the dragon thing, blindingly white in the daylight, antennae streaming back from his jawline, smashed claws-first into the building where Hawk had been. Hawk felt the mass of him pass, the momentum stirring his tail feathers. He wrenched himself around in midair, wings scrambling, and had to flap hard just to stabilize himself again, trying madly to pick up speed. He heard the dragon laugh loudly from behind him, seeing him struggle to recover.

"Not so tough in the air, are ya?!" the dragon roared. Hawk banked, and the dragon leapt lightly back into the air after him. "C'mere!!"

Hawk gripped the duffel's strap which ran over his chest, wings pumping hard. "You gotta be fucking kidding me," he grunted, teeth gritted.