With a single, powerful downstroke that sent the patio furniture skidding across the deck, Veer took to the air. He hovered playfully about fifteen feet above the ground, safely out of reach, looking down at them with a smug, victorious smirk.
"The skies are mine, wife!" Veer called out, hovering effortlessly in the warm breeze. "You cannot catch a bird!"
"Damn this bastard," Kaya gritted her teeth, staring up at him with absolute outrage.
Beside her, Cutie let out a frustrated growl. The giant decided that his massive, cumbersome human form was too clunky for aerial combat.
With a soft, muffled poof of magical energy, the terrifying, seven-foot-tall chef vanished.
In his place stood a small, incredibly round, fluffy red bear-rabbit. The creature was no bigger than a bowling ball, but its eyes burned with absolute determination.
