“Take it easy now, won’t you?” said Mulch anxiously. “Dwarfs are creatures of the soil. We don’t like flying. We don’t even like jumping too high.” Holly opened the throttle on her wings, heading downtown. “I’ll be just as considerate of your feelings as you are of the LEP’s.” Mulch paled. Funny how this diminutive elf was much scarier than two six-foot hit men. “Holly, if I ever did anything to offend you, I unreservedly—” He never finished that particular sentence, because their sudden acceleration forced the words back down his throat.
