I'd like to see them them try and shoot down a hummingbird. Or maybe I'll even do the shooting, if I become a pigeon.

[ Malkus nodded, chirping out a brief "Deal" in confirmation. ]

Finally, this city produces something I can do! All of these other folk, keeping their tricks and whatnot to themselves. They'll see what an Eagle-Malkus can do when he drops bones and goats from above.

I'm your man for ingredient running, good sire!