The creature moved toward them, anger igniting in its black eyes that looked through a hooded brow of horns and scales. Almost on top of them, it roared again, this time louder. The air reeked of something foul and rotten.
"Stay in the box!" Tom shouted again. Wink us away. Wink us away. WINK US AWAY!
The beast lunged at them, its legs catapulting it into the air. Its outermost horn came within inches of Tom's face when something suddenly slammed the whole creature away from them and against the wall of the tunnel to their right, where the door still stood open—though it was way too small for the beast. The glass exploded outward, the huge animal crashing through and into a steep desert dune.