The Obelisk

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-Chapter 34-

Forest snapped up, watching the pale blur speed around them, brandishing the rune like a new toy it’d found.

“HEY! Give that back!” Crimson roared, pouncing forward.

The creature dodged her claws, then haunted to stop and smiled at them. “Aww, and leave out all the fun?” It asked. “Come on, mate, fancy a little keep-away?”

“No!” Crimson snapped.

“What the—guys!” Rust shouted. “That’s a pegomastax!”

Spark gasped, staring at the small dinosaur. “How the heck do we understand it?”

“He probably learned the language so he can taint his enemies,” Crimson spat. “Hand it over, you little piece of prey!”

“Wow, I’m so scared of your endless threats,” the Pego said sarcastically. “You really think you could catch me?”

“I could catch you in two seconds and snap your little neck,” Crimson threatened, stepping forward.

“Try me,” he sneered.

Crimson stared at him, scowling. Her tail twitched back and forth.

“Hmm,” the Pego said, “unsurprising. I guess Kapros are lazier than they look.”

“THATS IT!” Crimson threw herself forward, her talons outstretched, she leapt right towards the pegomastax, who remained still as Rust and Forest jumped forward and held her back.

“Please,” Forest begged, looking at the Pego, “we don’t want to hurt you.”

“I do!” Crimson snarled, struggling.

“That rune is very special to us,” Forest continued, ignoring her. “We found it, so it’s ours.”

“What, this hunk a’ rock?” The pego held out the rune clumsily, acting as if it were tiny insignificant grub in his claws. “I assure you, it’s nothing special. Unless you know how to activate it, it’s completely useless.”

Crimson had given up struggling, and Forest and Rust slowly loosened their grip. An idea hit Forest like a bolt of lightning. “You’re right,” he said slowly.

“What?” Spark and Crimson said at the same time.

“Forest—“ Rust tried.

“No guys he’s right,” Forest repeated, casting them a significant glance. Back ‘em up, guys, he thought at them. “We don’t know how it works. It’s useless.”

Spark slowly nodded, understanding. “Yeah,” she said. “I guess we don’t need it. And he’s not going to give it back anyway. Let’s just leave.”

Crimson bit her lip. “Fine,” she said. “I suppose. Let’s go.”

They turned away, leaving the Pego staring at them, confused. Rust trotted alongside, saying, “too bad that Pego stole it, though. I kinda liked it. But whatever!”

They all walked slowly away, but instead of the Pego reacting the way Forest hoped, he just laughed.

To be continued