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A quetzalcoatlus honked overhead, a mournful foghorn. It was so deep and resonant that Tolstoy could feel the water trembling around him. The Quetzalcoatlus banked lower, circled the three men, and landed with a gentle splash. The three Russians became statues.
Accurate hunting method! Landing to grab food instead of swooping for it
The quetzalcoatlus walked through the elephant grass on all fours with its wings folded like stilts against its body. The creature was easily twenty feet tall. The enormous animal swiveled its head from side to side, peering into the grass with the piercing and emotionless eyes of a vulture. Tolstoy could feel himself growing manic with terror. The quetzalcoatlus’s limbs swished through the water and grass a few feet away.
The first quetzalcoatlus swung its beak down like an axe and punched a hole through Tolstoy’s back, slamming him into the earth. Everybody began to scream. Tolstoy felt the beak rip out, and torrents of blood drained from the gaping wound left behind. Without a sound, the quetzalcoatlus jabbed its beak in and out of Tolstoy’s body, punching holes through his torso, destroying organs, snapping his bones into splinters.
Mostly accurate, it's more likely to try to grab him after it appears him once
Sergei watched as the two quetzalcoatlus opened their beaks, and their snaking tongues slithered out. Each tongue was as long as a python, with thorny protrusions like the quills of a porcupine.
Interesting addition
The quetzalcoatlus trumpeted and dove towards them, its beak aimed at Sergei’s back. Nikita tackled Sergei into the ground and the quetzalcoatlus swept over them. The quetzalcoatlus banked to the left, soared higher, and circled towards them again.
Inaccurate hunting method
With a whimper, the two deinonychus turned and sprinted deeper into the jungle. Gerald swung his knife and shouted,
Accurate behavior, running away when outmatched instead of continuing to fight the guy
The utahraptor that was crouched on top of Gerald looked like a deinonychus, but nearly three times larger. The beast was covered in a blend of green, brown, and black feathers; earthy tones that made it blur against the surrounding forest like a mirage. Gerald gaped like a suffocated fish. He was lost in the cold, hypnotic stare of the utahraptor’s amber tiger-eyes. His hands brushed over the predator’s silken feathers and warm, leathery skin. It was almost comforting,
The utahraptor growled and lowered itself onto Gerald. The weight crushed his ribcage. The feathers on the utahraptor’s back stood straight up, creating a perfect mimicry of lush ferns and primitive foliage. The utahraptor cloaked Gerald in its wing-like arms and covered its head beside his. There was just enough of a gap between the feathers of the creature’s forearms for Gerald to see Logan’s panting face only a meter away. Gerald’s hand crept towards his dropped knife. The jaws squeezed tighter;
they’re all from different parts of the world, from different time periods.
Actually every dinosaur we've seen so far has been from North America, and you opened up a time portal. Do you really expect them all to be from one time period?
Even the pterasaur was from North America
The placid herbivores had horns like sharpened ebony, with frilled crests of bone that were splashed with stripes of vivid scarlet and inky black.
Herbivores are often more aggressive than carnivores, but I do appreciate the mention of using frills as a display
where a tremendous alpha male triceratops
Alpha theory has been debunked for ages...
+ we have no evidence triceratops lived in herds
The canopy stretched over their heads, and tiny four-winged dinosaurs, microraptors,
First dinosaur not from North America
More of the predators came bounding out of the jungle; they were long-limbed crocodilians with nimble, yet heavily-armored bodies. Their blunt snouts were full of teeth like warthog tusks. The beasts galloped along the shoreline with astonishing speed.
Kaprosuchus my beloved
“Kaprosuchus!” Andrei cried. “Kaprosuchus, boar-crocs! They’re prehistoric crocodiles; they run on land and swim even better. They travel in hordes and mob their prey to death. They’re drawn to movement. They see something run, and they chase it down and tear it apart like piranha!
Knew it!
I also appreciate the distinction between pack and mob hunting
The voices blended with the roaring kaprosuchus, giving his demons physical bodies. The horde of predators stampeded after him as swift as lions.
So lizards can't actually breath and run at the same time due to their muscle placements, but crocodiles can so maybe this is possible?
they wouldn't be roaring though, crocodiles can't roar and roaring is used when an animal sees something as a threat. if it's just hunting it won't be roaring
The light enveloped him. His body was gone. The kaprosuchus was gone. He felt himself lost within the bliss. “G-Gerald?” “You’re a goddamned hero, Logan. Don’t ever forget that.”
I love giving this to Logan since it makes it ambiguous whether or not it actually happens or if he's just hallucinating
Xavier pulled a feather from the mutilated tissue and held it up for Ryan to see. The green and brown striations were visible through the sticky fluid. “Utahraptors,” Ryan muttered.
a quetzalcoatlus folded its wings and landed heavily beside them. With calculated accuracy, the quetzalcoatlus snapped its beak around the neck of a ranger and wrenched him from the pile.
Accurate hunting method
A gust of wind lashed mud across Sergei’s face and the ranger’s screams were cut short. When Sergei opened his eyes, the ranger was gone. He looked to the sky and saw one of the quetzalcoatlus rising into the clouds, carrying the young man in its talons.
Inaccurate hunting method
“They have to feed. They do it to survive. You had a choice when I sent you out into the valley to capture this man, and you chose to do it in the most gruesome manner possible. I told you to fetch this man like the dog you are, and you chose to kill everybody in your way. The only monsters I ever released in this valley were men like you.”
This line of thought only works if the dinosaurs aren't mindless creatures with an insatiable bloodlust, but it is a nice thought!
The animal was the size of a turkey and covered in downy feathers that were matted with wet leaves and detritus. The small, boxy head stared with glassy eyes. Its slack jaw hung open, revealing rows of needle-like teeth. The small, grasping two-fingered arms still trembled. Blood oozed from several bullet wounds along its dull green flank. The slender legs twitched slightly. The guard saluted Borodin.
Oh they're going to get the mama Trex on them
Sergei looked over his shoulder and saw the Mother crouching to sniff the body of her chick. The massive beast nudged the frail corpse, trying to make it wake up, and her chest started to heave with mounting panic. The Mother Tyrannosaurus moaned loudly, shaking the air of the clearing.
The Father Tyrannosaurus had finally found his family. Sergei locked eyes with the Mother Tyrannosaurus. She lifted her huge head and craned her neck as she roared again, spit flying from her jaws. Her chest heaved with rage. The behemoth bellowed again and charged towards Sergei and Viktor, lowering her neck to catch them in her jaws.
I'm glad they made the rex only attack after they'd killed the chick instead of having her just charge in full speed
They rubbed their snouts against each other’s manes, and a deep groan rose in the chest of the Father. The Mother released an ear-splitting cry, raising her head to the storm clouds above. A powerful rumbling emanated from the Father Tyrannosaurus as he nuzzled his mate. Sergei paused to watch, briefly stunned by the sight. The pair of leviathan predators stopped their vocalizations and turned to face Sergei. With a unanimous bellow, the behemoths charged.
A courtship dance? Cool addition!
The tyrannosaurs stopped just short of hitting the collider; they were physically halted by the pulsing blue light. The Father Tyrannosaurus growled lowly, transfixed, but the Mother broke her attention and started snapping at the dozens of still-living humans darting around her feet to escape. The Father Tyrannosaurus turned his attention away as well and slammed his jaws shut over one of the Russians, splitting the screeching human in half. The remaining men stood no chance; most were unarmed, and those that were could do little more than fire a few rounds at the massive predators before
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There was a scream and flash of lightning, and Bishop heard the rain-pummeled foliage shift wildly. He heard something hit the ground, a muffled gasp, and then rain pervaded the silence. Bishop turned on his heel and pointed his flashlight between Shadow and Ozzie. Ibex was nowhere to be found.
Utahraptors
The animals were investigating the compound, sniffing around the gore spread across the mud. Some of the dinosaurs took the salvageable remains of the slain men in their arms and turned back towards the jungle.
Opportunistic scavenging is super common in modern predators
Cool to see it here!
Ryan slammed the butt of his CAR-15 against the railing and fired a few rounds at the animal. “Over here!” Ryan shouted. “Come and get it!” The Cyclops saw him and bellowed; Ryan felt the courage drain from his marrow. The Cyclops jumped the fifteen feet from the top of the collider to the catwalk with effortless grace.
He felt his body bleed into the Cyclops, and he felt they were a single animal, formed as one. They would die together. He would make sure of that. Ryan felt the cold steel of the dagger in the Cyclops’s eye;
