The Stegosaurus Armatus was dead. Its body plopped to the ground, laying sideways. The battle was over, well, almost.
The spikes that the stegosaurus launched were still in the air, and by all odds, they were plummeting down towards them, and were going to land in mere seconds.
Gutaxun and the humans on top of him had nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide. They could not predict where the spikes were going to land, it was impossible to know, so at this point, it would be stupid to run.
Anna was especially aware of this. She had common sense, and on top of that, she was beyond stressed out, which forced her to take preventive actions.
She had leaped off of Gutaxun, with her bare feet facing forward as if she was a spear herself, and within a second, she landed on one of the stegosaurus' many, triangle-like plates that were sticking out across its spine.
