"Ofcourseletmemarkitonyoumap," Deuxion said. When Rayne rolled out her map of the jungle, he would draw an "X" with his finger, which left a glittering mark on the map. The pixie then rewarded himself with a piece of dried fruit from Rayne's rations for his hard work.<br/><br/>While he was nibbling on it, there was a cry like an eagle's overhead, and a shadow swept past them. This close to the peak of the spire, Rayne could see that the flying beast was a griffon with the head, forelegs and wings of an eagle and the hind quarters and rear legs of a lion. It glided down to just above the canopy of the jungle, seeking out prey.<br/><br/>And for some reason, Deuxion was pulling down his pants to expose his member, which was... actually not too small relative to his two-feet-tall self, but still ultimately small enough for Rayne to pinch between her forefinger and thumb. "Icansprinklesomemagicalpixiejuiceonyourarrowstoputthefemaletosleepjustgivemeahandhereandhavethreearrowsreadytocatchthejuice," he explained.