Said 'bird thing' screeched in pain as the lightsaber sliced into it, leaving a long gash in its side and an unpleasant scent of charred flesh and feathers behind. But the Ziz wasn't dead, and its throat pouch expanded, as it spewed a cloud of toxic-looking purple mist in her direction. The other Ziz, meanwhile, came at her from the side, attempting to bite her non-lightaber holding arm, and the two injured but still very much alive treants closed in behind her, branch arms raised to strike.