"Scythewrath, use agility!"
With a nod, Scythewrath suddenly darted from one side of the field to the other, increasing in speed as it continued darting here and there. Its movements were erratic and sporadic, and even the White Lion had a hard time keeping up with his eyes.
"Heh, how'd you like that? My Scythewrath's agility had been honed to greater speeds since I've been hunting a lot of speedy beasts with it." Bug catcher Ray pointed out, extending his right hand towards the field while covering his face with his left. It was the usual expression of a beast tamer taking pride in his tamed beast.