Tamer- King of Dinosaurs Book 6 by Michael-Scott Earle

Author:Michael-Scott Earle [Earle, Michael-Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MSE Publishing
Published: 2019-10-18T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

The monster centipede dove toward Scoob, since the troodon was closer, but I was already mentally commanding my pal to leap across the pool to our right. He escaped just in the nick of time, and the centipede’s forward spring missed Scoob’s leg by just inches.

I stepped forward and swung the Cricket Bat of Doom down onto the massive myriapod’s head. My blow somehow managed to connect with the creature, but the obsidian shards on the edge of my weapon just bounced off the hardened shell.

Uh oh.

Numb shock rang through my shoulders as I pivoted away from the centipede's two feeler antennae, and Fred tried to jump in on its back. The troodon actually landed just fine, but I could hear his leg claws scrape effortlessly across the myriapod’s shell.

Double uh oh.

The centipede twisted around more toward me, and I threw myself back as it tried to dart toward me. Its attack was a combination of lunge, grasp with front arms, and bite, but I somehow managed to roll away from everything trying to catch me while also avoiding the nearby pools of water.

The other troodons lunged at the sides of the centipede as it tried to bite me, but I didn’t really know if that was a good idea. All the many-legged-eating-machine had to do was sense one of my pets was near its side, and then it could easily twist around, capture one of them with its legs, and then bite.

Then my nightmares came true as I saw the centipede’s antenna twist away from me and toward where Velma was.

The giant myriapod began to twist down toward the female troodon, but then Emerald leaped toward the centipede and brought her axe down on its head. Her cut ripped free one of the monster’s antenna, and it twisted back around frantically while its back end bunched up with what I guessed was pain.

“Don’t get under it!” I called out as I felt that my troodons were thinking about attacking the underbelly. I knew that would be a mistake because the legs would just catch them, but the concept was too hard to communicate to my friends during the heat of battle.

The centipede lunged toward Emerald, and its front legs actually managed to grab around her shoulders. She would have been dead a few seconds later, but I managed to leap to her side, lift up the Cricket Bat of Doom, and slam the wide part of its blade in between the centipede’s mouth pincers.

Ichor from its bleeding antenna sprayed all over my shoulders, and I felt the monster’s mouth try to twist against my weapon. Tiny drops of venom flowed down the ends of the creature’s twin pinchers, but I managed to lift the handle of the Cricket Bat of Doom so that none of the drops landed on my hands or arms.

But holy shit, this thing was strong, and it felt like my arms were about to be ripped from my shoulders.

“I can’t hold it much longer!” I growled through my teeth as Emerald tried to squirm free of our attacker’s legs.

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