Stripetail wavered in shock as he watched the other giant trample the other two raptors with a comical bellyflop. It turned his head around in a sweeping motion and revealed more horror.

Half of his face was ripped apart to the bone and muscle. Then he realized that the blood and gore covering the other bronto was mostly his own, as he finished the brains he clumsily slurped up the young lizard’s tail, then pieces of the raptor started to fall out a massive wound in his belly.

His heart beating rapidly, the gaunt observer recognized THOSE wounds. Many times he feasted upon a Tyrannosaurus’ kill, but he never saw them get up afterwords.