The sparrow's eye twitched.
Yes. To haunt you, woman.
The sparrow hovered in the air, wings stretched wide, his soaked feathers puffed up with righteous fury. With a sharp screech, he launched forward like a feathery missile—eyes locked on Kaya's head, vengeance burning bright.
He was just a breath away.
So close—
Thud.
But of course... he failed.
In that split second, before the sparrow could complete his glorious revenge dive, a tall shadow flashed between them—so sudden it felt like the wind itself had formed a shield.
Cutie.
He appeared as if from nowhere, faster than a blink, faster than logic, and with a calm that contrasted the chaos, he reached out his right hand—effortlessly catching the bird mid-air.
The sparrow flailed, a confused squawk escaping his beak, legs kicking dramatically as if betrayed by gravity itself.
