Chapter Thirty-Eight
Ben laid on top of the shuttle, a sniper in his hands as he watched Daniel and his party make their way toward them. He was prepared to help in any way possible if anything went astray. At first, he saw the pterodactyl and was ready to fire, but then Daniel made a sharp turn and redirected his crew away from the dinosaur.
He let out a breath and moved his finger away from the trigger. Ben was happy to not have to shoot the dinosaur. He wanted this mission to go smoothly, without complications.
Daniel tripped. Ben saw it. A small, obscure root pushed out of the dirt on the ground and Daniel’s toe caught it. The captain crashed to the ground. It wasn’t loud, as Ben couldn’t hear it, but he was afraid the dragons had much keener senses than humans. And he was right.
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