Nora gripped her earpiece tightly, her expression tense, eyes fixed on the pitch-black wall ahead—as if she could see through it, straight into the chaos unfolding outside.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcVkIiWHSir
She heard Batman’s voice through the comms—his command clear:133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxroTJYXZuX
“Everyone, masks on.”
She jolted.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0oBKebYhaZ
Immediately crouching low, she turned and asked in a hushed voice,133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5aVGgen6SY
“Finn, did you bring your sketchbook?”
The little boy blinked, confused, and looked up at her.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmuFdAJEd6H
“I did,” he nodded, reaching into his small backpack that he’d been carrying all day.
Nora smiled, her voice soft but urgent.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWSlRm8odX1
“Can I borrow it for a bit?”
Finn carefully pulled out the thick sketchbook—his usual go-to for doodles while waiting for the car or meals.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsqOfOhZo4E
He handed it to her, then added sweetly,133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjdlVt4aYBF
“Do you need my markers too?”
Nora let out a breathy laugh, eyes full of fondness.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf1RDr8LBjc
“No need, Finn. Tonight, we’re not letting Batman hog the spotlight.”
She leaned close, winking at him with a playful tone,133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWZJ9J7TX6R
“We need you to help save the world.”
Finn: “…???”
The boy turned to his mom, puzzled—only to find Leila looking equally confused.
But Nora was already on her feet, tucking the sketchbook under her arm.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNyruLbbNpK
She turned to Leila and said softly,133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIQvVfO195r
“Watch over the others for me.”
Leila grabbed her wrist, eyes full of concern.
Nora patted her hand and replied calmly,133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIWCFptaIgC
“I’ll go find Tim. Don’t worry.”
Then she turned and strode toward the balcony.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPeFZAWEkws
She pushed open the door swiftly—the cold wind rushing in, lifting her skirt and revealing the strength in her poised legs.
Leila, still holding Finn, followed. She reached out to say something else—133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsInKpH27Aj
but then saw Nora flipping through the sketchbook.
She landed on a familiar page—133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbSSmUg8W7R
Finn’s pride and joy: a giant Brachiosaurus with a long neck and chunky feet, painted in wild patches of blue, red, and yellow.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBR5rVSRstG
It was the kind of drawing only a child could imagine—pure and unrestrained.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNMZe3Lx2uO
He’d even made Leila tape extra sheets together to get the size right.
Nora looked up at the mother and son and flashed them a grin full of mischief.
“Ready?”
She glanced out past the balcony, then lowered her gaze, extended her right hand—and flicked her fingers.
Pop!
The air behind the sketchbook shimmered.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJn12eQVayF
A low hum burst through the silence—like a massive creature tearing through space itself.
Then, in the next moment—133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdOFJjIFMUT
A blue, red- and yellow-spotted Brachiosaurus materialized just beyond the balcony.
Its head rose higher than the adjacent buildings.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjA1YSarPxN
Its tail swung lazily near the driveway.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4dTeHyY0go
Each step it took made the ground tremble with a deep, resounding boom.
Boom—boom—
The dinosaur shook its head and blinked its big round eyes.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf87v0r2B5B
It looked alive. Waiting patiently at the edge of the balcony, it turned its massive head toward Nora.
Without hesitation, she climbed up the railing, swift and practiced.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk5yfj5WGi9
She leapt up and landed gracefully atop the Brachiosaurus’ back—standing tall, her figure swaying slightly in the wind, completely fearless.
She turned back, waved toward the stunned pair on the balcony.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd4oTyiQ0Pp
“I’m heading out!”
Finn sat in his mother’s arms, mouth hanging open wide enough to fit a whole egg.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVLRD5A7rA0
He was speechless—his eyes locked on the very dinosaur he’d drawn, now stomping through the parking lot, carrying his favorite teacher into the Gotham mist.
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Red Hood was covered in dust and blood.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz53NyXjwHC
His left shoulder wound had scabbed over, but every punch tore through nerve endings.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZBGOkNmzJV
He clenched his jaw, slammed an enemy to the ground, then shook blood off his hand.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8vWzj9Hz4Q
These weren’t random thugs. He could tell—they were trained.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn14SsShuX8
And specifically trained to counter agile, high-mobility fighters like him.
“They came for me,” Red Hood thought grimly, kicking another man into a wall.
Another solid punch.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ18V6Pzpjj5
A sharp crack—someone’s forearm broke cleanly.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpXhwJY0auJ
Red Hood’s breathing was ragged.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvydeBFLrhb
The wound on his shoulder was bleeding again.
His thoughts drifted—133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt8362KOhBy
To the figure who waited for him at home on the couch.
Frustration boiled in his chest.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi1r0HsIpHm
His moves got rougher. No mercy.
Boom! … Boom!
Suddenly, muffled sounds echoed through the dark city.
Then—footsteps.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHULNInctKD
Rhythmic, fast, multiplying.
Red Hood turned, gun still drawn, wary.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5zOce8C1kx
“Dogs?” he muttered, unsure.
Then came the screams—133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn693dEyO0u
Human screams.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcNLbosTcH7
Someone’s leg had been bitten.
Then more—panic, chaos, footfalls scattering in every direction.
Red Hood narrowed his eyes and looked toward the noise—133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnrZsb1sHXD
And froze.
A swarm of bizarre creatures had burst onto the scene—133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡacKTzJmPsS
They ran, leapt, shrieked. Primal. But not like anything he’d seen before.
They weren’t just attacking—they were targeting enemies, lunging straight for knees and ankles, pulling down with precision.
He watched in disbelief as one enemy was dragged backward, screaming in terror.
And these creatures… looked very familiar.
“…Compsognathus?”133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGzIxyruXQi
Red Hood nearly swore aloud.
He knew that dinosaur too well.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡakSeJelTmj
It was from his son’s favorite book: “Dino Dino Where Do You Go?”133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ87cZs6oeA
He’d read it hundreds of times.
These were those tiny carnivorous dinos—except these versions were… crayon-colored.
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They completely ignored him.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3EotEVpsIj
One even chirped a tiny “peep” at his feet before scampering off.
Red Hood barely had time to react when another low rumble began—133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXLeLix1Pmh
This one deeper. Growing louder.
Thud—thud—thud—
Not explosions.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLIqu0TrAfY
Not gunshots.
It was the sound of something huge approaching.
His instincts kicked in.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFSrnaWZSWS
He turned, scanning the far end of the street—133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI134Gtg6kk
And then, slowly…
A head rose.
Massive. Taller than the buildings.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMgRyREi2kC
Emerging from the shadows.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtSbgukX32u
Its skin was textured like crayon, splotched with vibrant, childlike colors.
A long neck swayed, followed by a colossal body stepping into the open.
Brachiosaurus.
He recognized it instantly.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡevIC4M1ApT
His kid’s favorite.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn0kdctLvnv
The one he’d seen dozens of times in Finn’s sketchbook.
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The crayon-colored Brachiosaurus marched through Gotham, each step marking a new rhythm across the cityscape.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSPtjAvcofm
Red Hood stood frozen among rubble and moans, watching as the chaos transformed into cartoon madness.
The attackers who moments ago overwhelmed him—were now rolling on the ground clutching their legs, screaming.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlENl9angWi
Those little crayon dinosaurs had bite—and discipline.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrKuug4yL1K
They were like riot-trained animals: they incapacitated, but didn’t kill.
Red Hood was stunned.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcfmasFmh41
He still couldn’t wrap his head around it.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZnBXXsYnpX
The Brachiosaurus continued down the street, its colorful form surreal under the neon and moonlight—yet oddly fitting.
Only when its massive head rounded the corner did he spot her.
Nora.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGiEzsdDuRl
Sitting atop the dinosaur’s back.
Her long skirt fluttered in the wind, hair streaming behind her.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡALKitMnaSO
She raised one hand—133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBhhCqwMBP1
Made an “OK” sign.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6eQxEr90zr
Then waved.
Red Hood stared, speechless.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9h96xF1mAI
And then—he laughed.
The kind of laugh you couldn’t hold back.
He pressed his comms button, amusement thick in his voice:
“My side’s clear,” he said slowly, drawling the words on purpose.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡun08aASYmt
“Tim… your girlfriend just went full damsel-rescue mode.”133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXIi1rEJ7uF
and then Add to home screen.