The fox can feel Nath's pull on reality- shattering, splintering. A familiar breaking, from oh-so-long ago. The last the fox had known as a free being for an eternity.
Its eyes glow star-bright in fury and fear. It will not return. It will not be trapped again. Never. This it knows.
It screams. A beam of silver light shines from its mouth, ready to turn its enemy to fire...
...but in that instant, a figure blurs from the sky and knocks Nath out of the way.