The Best Rhythm

Over the pile of the lifeless flesh left by the scaled beast stood the dragon slayer in triumph. There were many ruptures and splits on the skin of the beast that formed the mouths of many of the springs of dragon blood. Blood came spewing while the ruptures continued to stretch and grow in length. The liveliness of the scene all formed a perfect juxtaposition to the lifelessness of the beast itself.

Zhou Quan trembled in fear. He came closer to the remnant of this formidable beast. He ran his hands over the bloody body, finding it was all too surreal to believe. This was a prehistorical dinosaur, a tyrannosaur from the Jurassic Period. It was still to his disbelief to witness such a beast tumbling to its demise.

"If we were to transport this piece of remnant of a dinosaur to the world outside, it would certainly cause quite a sensation!" Zhou Quan said.