And then Ank trailed off—unable, at first, to process what he was seeing. For the little girl’s eyes had rolled back in her skull and become completely white, and she was even now raising a hand against the invading army—the fingertips of which began to catch fire one by one—as Ank watched disbelieving and a group of enemy soldiers simply exploded into a massive fireball.
And then the allosaurus was there, it was upon him, and the two dinosaurs were rolling like leviathan football players across the shoulder of the airstrip—their tails whipping furiously, their teeth gnashing—as Luna continued to target the soldiers and the missiles continued to rain down; as the white disk of the sun glowered at them through the smoke.
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