B19C24 - Toss

And I just froze. Did I think Good, let the leopard do our dirty work for us? Maybe. I don't know if I thought anything very clearly.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Karen wailed as the leopard crouched over her, aiming for the perfect bite.

And then . . .

A hand! A huge, black, hairy hand came out from behind the tree.

Fingers the size of bratwursts closed on the scruff of the leopard's neck. Huge arms flexed, massive shoulders lifted, and the leopard was suddenly hanging in midair.

<I don't think so, kitty,> Marco said.

He spun halfway around and flung the leopard about twenty feet.