Black Shadow was paying sharp attention to every nook and cranny of the forest, looking for any movement, any sound, anything that would lead him to Falcon's whereabouts. He could have sworn he heard buttons being punched on a small electronic device, and was just about to check the spot he'd heard it at, when the roar of the Flyer caught his attention even better then a small sound that might have been number keys.

His laughter increased in volume and intensity, rising almost above the din the flyer was making. He turned himself in direction of the Flyer and kicked off, flying over as fast as he could. The time the Flyer had taken to land, pick up it's imaginary passenger, and take off again, Shadow had covered quite a bit of the distance from where he had been to where he wanted to be. By the time it took off again, he was right on it's engines. But it was doing the job, getting him far away from Falcon in a big hurry.

But not far away enough that, if he listened, Falcon couldn't hear the GRUNNCH sound of twisting metal. Only time would tell if Falcon still had a ship when this was all over.