THE BLUE FEATHER
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The bison thought the Gigantoraptors were going to swoop
down, and kill them with their sharp talons. They could only try
and run away, they could not think about anything else, only
RUN!
“Tital,” Jonathan radioed, while still looking down at the
ground with his Canon binoculars. “Down at the bottom of the
cliff, I count eight Atoo warriors; they are wearing green vines
and grass, trying to camouflage themselves. There are another
eight men that I count; one group of four to the north and
another group of four to the south. They will try to funnel the
bison to the drop-off. Everyone seems to have at least three
spears, and they know how to use them I’m sure.”
“Bardala, use your powers to force the G-raptor on the north
to the ground. I’ll go for the one to the south side. Jonathan,
you let two bison go over the edge, that will keep the warriors
below busy finishing their kills. Stop the rest of the bison from
being killed, that’s the best we can do to stop the slaughter.
Viviana, I need you, when you come in close to elevate all the
warriors, up on top of the cliff, then you can turn them upside
down. They will start screaming and the warriors below will stop
and try to climb up the cliff face to help the others. We can then
pick them off one-by-one. Let’s do it!” Tital instructed his crew in
what to do for the attack.
All the Atoo warriors had their eyes glued to the bison, as
they picked up speed running full out. They were expertly
funneled towards the sharp drop-off. One warrior after another
from the sides would jump up from his hiding spot, yell and
screa