This was pointless. She would have to retreat for now until she could reach the angel girl in time. Rather than answer, the assassin whistled, and her hawk flew upright into the trees, unseen. Her hands flitted out to her sides, her palms flat.

[b]"Skiés me mandýa ![/b]

She brought her arms back into an 'X' over her chest and the assailant seemed to disappear; though she did not cloak her footsteps. The shuffle in the branches in the dark proved she moved away from them, and she lept up a nearby tree, evident by the branches creaking under her weight, invisible in the shadows. She clambered to the top of the tree, retreating... for now.