HIS EARS WERE SUBJECT TO THE RAUCOUS CACOPHONY of a squawking, angered Qurupeco; a simple foe relative to the locale of Alcala Valley, even for a stranger—that was, before it did as qurupeco often does, and attracted sinister allies to the field of battle.
—A Great Jaggi and his pack, to be specific. Individually the little raptorid Dog Wyverns were easy to pick off, but banded together they made worthy foes, overwhelming their target by sheer numbers and a strong teamwork ethic. What once had been one obstacle between Ratchet and his mobile abode had suddenly become five—six, as the Great Jaggi and his humble posse of jaggi and jaggia flanked the Qurupeco's sides.
The Qurupeco inflates the sac on its neck, it's loud cry strengthening the resolve of its new, strange teammates. Little does it know, that the uproar of battle has attracted more than just allies to its cause.
The treeline rustles, branches and boughs snapping before something big, green and feathered comes charging into the fray, gekkering.
A creature of identical description follows shortly thereafter, its long tongue dangling from the side of its mouth. A gutsy jaggi makes the first pounce, only to be easily swept away by the newcomer's colorful segmented tail.
"Hey! Don't get too close to it unless you want to catch fire!" A a young, feminine voice calls from the direction the two beasts had emerged from. Coincidentally, the Qurupeco at the helm of the enemy line beats the claws on the front of its wings together, striking them like flints and causing sparks fly from them. Any moment, and it was going to charge!
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