The Last Dawn of the Giants: II. Predators in the Shade
The forest edge rustled with whispers of something swift and silent. Kael’s younger sister, Liora, stepped beside him, clutching a spear made from sharpened bone.
“Raptors,” she murmured.
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Kael nodded. He had seen their tracks earlier — narrow, birdlike prints with sharp talons, weaving between bushes like a trail of warnings. Velociraptors were not large, but they were clever, coordinated, and hungry. They watched from the shadows, calculating the perfect moment to strike the herd and drag down a calf.
The siblings backed away, cautious not to draw attention. Hunting giants would cause chaos, and chaos was something no creature wanted to be caught in the middle of.
Suddenly, a trumpeting roar ripped through the air. One of the massive sauropods bellowed, shaking its neck violently as raptors sprang at its legs. Dust exploded from the ground. Birds burst into the sky. The world erupted into a storm of sound — screeches, stomping, snapping jaws.
Kael grabbed Liora’s arm. “Run!”
