Cowering behind a car in the middle of the desert was not how I was going to die. I had survived the jaws of a rather large tyrannosaur, almost got stepped on by a sauropod many times, was stabbed by a ceratopsian (I was trying to steal an egg, so that was my fault actually), and dropped off a cliff by a hadrosaur in my other life. A band of human bandits was not going to seal my fate.
