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JUAN FRANCISCO BLANCO
Tital kicked the beast that he was flying on to make it go
higher. He had a plan, but he needed to get closer for it to work.
At first, the Gigantoraptor tried to throw him off his back. It
wasn’t easy staying aboard. A man with no special powers would
have been a very thin-meated pancake stuck on the hard rocks
below. The beast quickly learned Tital was the master. It flew
higher, and being more powerful was slowly catching up to the
two raptors in front of it. Tital wondered how Bardala’s crew was
faring with killing all the beasts that stayed to continue the attack
on the humans. He finished tying his bow to the side of his beast
and sliding the long staff under his leg, keeping it ready to use.
He used the one thing the other warriors ahead did not have, his
mobile radio to call Bardala’s crew.
“Jonathan, come in...can you hear me?”
Within a few, long-drawn-out seconds Jonathan’s voice
answered, “We captured two of the warriors, both were hurt,
but Bardala is healing them now. We also have captured two of
the Gigantoraptors to ride. We will be leaving soon from the
pyramid.”
“Great, but be careful. The beasts are ornery at first, teach
them who’s the master. What are you going to do with the two
men you captured?”
“These two men are from the Atoo tribe. One is the eldest
prince, Togué, the son of King Kaal. The other is his cousin,
Krun’na, the first son of their shaman.”
“How could we get so lucky? Make sure they can’t get away.
Ask them who the warriors ahead of me are?”
After a minute Jonathan responded, “One is another prince.
His name is Tanolo. The older warrior is their war commander,
his name is Unnil.”