Two thousand pounds of muscle exploded from the mud. The man from the disc had time to whisper, “But you’re just a—“
Year: 2000 BC. Location: The lush, unnamed delta of a river that will one day be called the Nile. crocodile -2000-
K’tharr’s jaws, strong enough to crush a turtle’s shell, strong enough to hold a drowning ox, closed around the man’s middle. The white suit cracked. The clear helmet shattered. The stick flew into the water, hissing impotently. Two thousand pounds of muscle exploded from the mud
He settled back onto his mudbank, the one he had guarded for two thousand years before this moment. He closed his bad eye. crocodile -2000-