DON’T FLY THROUGH THE REDWOODS is not a a joke. I was a fool and thought: ‘hey, if I look around for them I can fly through the forest on my argentavis without getting ambushed by a thyla, right?’. Wrong. You can’t see the kinkajou bears coming, my friend. You’re feeling like master of the forest until a furry torpedo yeets you off your mount at Mach Jesus. I speak from experience. I’ve been made into a piece of bacon by these guys on more than one occasion. Just use a rex.