“I hope he’s inside,” Oli murmured viciously. Ze beat zir wings harder, bracing zirself so ze wouldn’t be blown away by zir own aerial onslaught.
Far below, the house ze used to be confined to finally began to shudder. All around it grasses tore up from the ground as leaves were violently stripped from their branches, wind screaming through the ominous creaks and cracks of once sturdy, solid trees rendered weaker by each passing second, each relentless beat of the vengeful Nephil’s wings.