Titanosaurus's world consisted solely of almost unbearable agony, a blurred vortex of crimson, and the creeping threat of eternal oblivion. Hot blood flooded his mouth and throat, drenching his taste buds with a coppery tide and seeping into his innards as a uncomfortable, drawn-out, horrible warming sensation. The overpowering scent of his own life essence filled his nostrils. The only sound he could hear was a low, constant ringing, like a dead voice calling for him to join it. His eyes rolled up, fluttering like injured birds. His vision was filled by a teetering dance of black and red as he hovered between consciousness and the void. He couldn't see, he couldn't smell, he couldn't hear, he couldn't even think. All he could do was feel. And all they're was for him to feel was pain. Pain and fear.
Slumped on his bloodied knees, he didn't even notice Zedus approaching, eyes cold and savage, totally set on killing.
Memories suddenly poured into Titansaurus's ancient mind, tumbling around his head in a frenzy of images and emotions. As they began to settle down, one refused to die. It was Zedus. Zedus attacking him. Zedus hurting him. Zedus humiliating him. The bundle of memories gained momentum, bouncing around his skull like a pinball.
Zedus closed in, raising his claws and snarling.
Zedus knocking him around like sickly prey. Zedus parting his flesh and spilling his blood with cruel talons. Zedus skewering him on his damned tongue in a shower of gore. The memories reached a climax, evolving into an idea.
Zedus open his fanged maw and bellowed, rearing back to end everything.
Zedus. ZEDUS. ZEDUS. The idea emerged, fully formed and ready to be put into action.
Zedus swung his clawed hand down. Some ancient instinct- ageless and universal to all living creatures- caused Titanosaurus to jerk to the side in a moment of self preservation. Instead of laying open the aquatic reptile's throat, Zedus's claws plunged into Titanosaurus's shoulder. Although the unconscious prevented Titanosaurus from dying right then and there, the claws still caused a deep, severe wound. Zedus's claws actually struck the sea monster's collar bone, chipping it. Unhappy that he'd fail to land a lethal blow, yet delighted to have blood run down his talons as he yanked them from Titanosaurus's flesh, Zedus prepared to take another swipe.
Titanosaurus's arm came straight up like a hammer, his clenched fist meeting Zedus's chin with a loud crack!
The lithe predator flew up and back like he weighed next to nothing. He smashed into the ground headfirst, several dark spatters left on his concrete cushion. Crumpling up on his own neck like an origami figure, Zedus groaned. His chin was split open and bleeding and his teeth had been jammed into his gums, shedding them and sending spikes of pain into the hunter's jaw. As the usually graceful giant slowly gathered himself, a fury so intense it was tangible filled the air. Turning a trembling gaze upward, Zedus beheld Titanosaurus, on his feet and heaving in anger. The mammoth beast eyes were blazing, two dots of fire in dark, sunken sockets. His lips were curled, his teeth grinding together. Adrenaline burned in the mountainous creature;s veins, like a continuous jolt of electricity. Body tense with rage, Titanoaurus lowered his head and charged towards Zedus with an air-shaking trumpet, shaking the whole city beneath the thunderclap of his footfall. Zedus let out a caterwaul of panic, rising in a frantic attempt to escape.
Titanosaurus struck him like a kaiju-sized freight train.
Plunging sturdy claws into the lizard's gut, Titanosaurus heaved Zedus into the air, the great saurian spewing blood as he was lifted. Anchoring his claws firmly in flesh, Titanosaurus swung the smaller monster up, rearing to his full height and actually leaving the ground in his effort, and then back down. Zedus was slammed into the ground with a deafening warble of hate and outrage. The street cratered and debris became airborne as a powerful shock wave ripped from the point of impact. An instantaneous plume of dust reached for the heavens, billowing up like an explosion.
Ripping his hand out from the broken lizard's stomach, Titanosaurus watched with grim satisfaction as blood and bits of tissue bubbled up from Zedus's open gut, spilling over onto the ground with disgusting splashes and plops. The ravenous carnivore gurgled, mouth flecked with crimson foam. Titanosaurus stared at the horrific spectacle for one moment more, then slowly rotated, feet shuffling clumsily. The adrenaline spike had faded, leaving the throwback weary again. Marching back to a sufficient distance, the marine goliath turned back around and took a hunched stance, bulging muscles bunching. In a violent release of energy, Titanosaurus sprung into the air like a monstrous child's toy. Making a tremendous arc through the New Orleans skyline, the warty sea dweller thrust out both his leg as he descended upon Zedus, his organic tree trunks set to plow into the sprawled reptile...
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