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JUAN FRANCISCO BLANCO
Tital has been gone ten minutes, that puts him twenty kilometers
away. When he turns them back south, we should see him in
about four minutes, then a minute later we will be close enough
to force them down,” Jonathan relayed his information to
Bardala by radio.
“Right on time,” Bardala announced. “I see them up ahead.
The two warriors are trying to turn their beasts. They have no
idea how come they are flying south instead of north. It’s time to
force them down.” Bardala aimed her finger, and with her special
powers pushed the Gigantoraptors against their will to the
ground. The warriors were kicking and screaming vile threats at
the uncooperative beasts. Once they landed in an open area only
covered with knee-high grass, the two warriors were surprised it
was not one of their tribesmen following them—but Tital. Unnil,
the older war commander, took out his obsidian knife and threw
it at Tital’s head. Without even getting off his beast, he raised his
finger and stopped the blade in midair. He then, looking straight
at Unnil, reached up and grabbed it out of the air. Unnil said
something to Tanolo, and then they both tried to rush forward
hoping to take back his sacred knife and kill Tital. When they had
gone only five meters, Tital raised his finger and used his special
power to levitate both of the men helplessly into the air, holding
them one meter off the ground. By the time Bardala’s crew
landed close by, Tital had the men under his complete control.
Tital yelled out, “Bardala, you need to help Ronú, it looks like
he has lost some blood and maybe is in shock.”
Bardala rushed over with the rest of the crew. The
Gigantoraptors had already loosened its grip on Ronú’s body, but
it still had one leg holding him down. Ronú could hardly breathe,
and he had lost a lot of blood where the raptor had grabbed him