Urudal grunted in assent at the White Lion's assessment of who he was.   He was patient and could wait all day in that silence if the Lion chose to keep him waiting, but he supposed it was a good thing that the other man had not hung up yet.   The large man rolled his shoulders as the tension built.  He knew it wouldn't be as easy as strolling on up and asking the lion to get into the cage.   Rarely were cases ever that easy.   However, once or twice his foes simply surrendered at the sight of him.	Urudal never liked that.  He loved the thrill of the hunt and the adrenaline rush of the chase.  Nothing felt better than taking down the prey.<br/><br/>"Aye.  You take one too many stones."  He was of course referring to the last gem that was stolen.  He cleared his throat, but it almost sounded like a growl instead.  "We do this easy?"   He wasn't sure the other man heard the question.  No doubt he was frantically trying to come up with a plan to escape.  So why not reveal himself?  He had shields at full capacity in case the Sidriel had some fire power that he was unaware of.	He casually slid his fingers over some screens and said a code causing the veil to melt away from his ship.   It was a fast little thing, but it's downfall was that it couldn't go forever.<br/><br/>The question made him chuckle. It was a thick rich sound.  "Oh.  I am always top.   Now.. I marked you.  You are mine. Surrender."   With that there was a small thunk against the side of the ship where a beacon had attached itself to the hull.   It wasn't infallible, for Ilion could crawl out into space and manually remove it.  Or of course try to find the right technical stuff to jam it, but the tracking device was top of the line hunter's gear.   It wasn't often that he told his prey that it was there, but it was likely that the Sidriel could detect the information being sent.   He wanted a challenge above all else.