Rulya climbed off of her pet, and approached the threat in front of her, alone. Her friends, the elders, and even the dinosaurs, stood behind.
This was part of the plan. Everyone, even the pet dinosaurs, had their heads covered with thick leather, mostly bundled around their ears. This was for their own protection.
Rulya had already captured the attention of the enemy, but she was not afraid. She took a few steps forward, stretched out a devious smile that would get Lucifer himself quaking in his throne.
Then, she screamed!
Rulya sent thirty-two pairs of ear drums to the depths of hell. Blood splattered out of the ears of the enemy, and she enjoyed watching them hold their heads in pain, craving for the release of sweet death, but this was not what her attack was about. The direct, unbearable pain she caused was only a bonus, only the start.
