Curtis's Prank

Winston wrinkled his nose and didn't reply. Suddenly, something struck him, making him sprint maniacally towards Flame City.

"Tiger king?" Alva hurriedly caught up. As he ran, he transformed into his beast form and flapped his wings to take flight.

Gah gah—

Winston was still crawling on a sand dune when the peacock overtook him with a simple lurch forward. He looked up and transformed into a human once more.

"We don't have time. Let's go to Flame City directly. That should be where Carl is heading. We can only intercept him at the city entrance," said Winston.

Alva nodded vigorously. He was about to take flight when his claws tightened, and the entire bird was pulled down.

Gah—

An agonizing cry rang out in the desert, mixed among the frantic flapping of wings.

Winston flipped around and rode on the peacock's back. In his deep voice, he said, "Sorry, but you're faster. I'll give you the directions."