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THE BLUE FEATHER
“RRRRRRAAAAAAACKKKKK! RRRRRRAAAAACKKKK!”
What a dandy welcome to life by the leathery little monster.
Just what the egg-harvesters needed. It seemed, Tital thought
later, that every single Gigantoraptor on Kaóc Island heard that
baby raptor’s high-pitched screeching. Ronú and Jonathan
immediately paired up, levitating to a higher level, and nocked
arrows on their Alpine longbows, waiting for the battle to come.
Bardala and Tital had Kuó with them off to the right of the other
boys. From behind the tall trees, in the deep jungle off to the
west, there resonated horrendous noises of angry
Gigantoraptors. The war began, as a pair of the Gigantoraptors
broke through the trees and dense brush to the open ground.
They took one look around and spotted the humans. This caused
them to break into a full-bore charge toward them, trying to gain
enough ground speed to launch themselves for an airborne
attack.
Brilloso, sensing danger for little Moka, ran to protect him in
the tall grass.
“Let’s take them out!” Jonathan shouted to Ronú while they
waited for the charging beasts to come into a perfect kill range.
“I’ve got the one on the left!” Ronú shouted, launching his
razor-tipped missile of death.
“TTTTTHUMMPP!” Went the hard-hitting arrow, deep into
the hard, bony skull of the leading low-flying Gigantoraptor. It
shook its head once, trying to dislodge the arrow, not even
realizing that death had entered its dull reptilian brain.
“AAAAAWWWRRRRRKKKKK!” It screamed, as it went
crashing into two Hickory trees, tearing off huge limbs, and
hitting the hard ground behind them with a sickening
“CCCRRRRUNCHHH!”