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.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuOg1qqAX9Z
She heard Batman’s voice through the comms—his command clear:62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcGD7BaC82h
“Everyone, masks on.”
She jolted.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡINJ6HrD0XF
Immediately crouching low, she turned and asked in a hushed voice,62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4JiV7DApcO
“Finn, did you bring your sketchbook?”
The little boy blinked, confused, and looked up at her.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh1oahMHINq
“I did,” he nodded, reaching into his small backpack that he’d been carrying all day.
Nora smiled, her voice soft but urgent.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTfjst7WTpr
“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.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbpe7GAeFBc
He handed it to her, then added sweetly,62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxHznbw2ynf
“Do you need my markers too?”
Nora let out a breathy laugh, eyes full of fondness.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh7F8tn03ip
“No need, Finn. Tonight, we’re not letting Batman hog the spotlight.”
She leaned close, winking at him with a playful tone,62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8OVLUnyDfM
“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.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsk7mBlmeRl
She turned to Leila and said softly,62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7HVjDmajPt
“Watch over the others for me.”
Leila grabbed her wrist, eyes full of concern.
Nora patted her hand and replied calmly,62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaNxbcKVc4Z
“I’ll go find Tim. Don’t worry.”
Then she turned and strode toward the balcony.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH6e6zX7Ard
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—62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmWDjiBAJG8
but then saw Nora flipping through the sketchbook.
She landed on a familiar page—62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjLDfq2soXQ
Finn’s pride and joy: a giant Brachiosaurus with a long neck and chunky feet, painted in wild patches of blue, red, and yellow.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJoXYtqe29E
It was the kind of drawing only a child could imagine—pure and unrestrained.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhn4i24mlTh
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.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0iaQ27hPqW
A low hum burst through the silence—like a massive creature tearing through space itself.
Then, in the next moment—62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbUQIsDNN2y
A blue, red- and yellow-spotted Brachiosaurus materialized just beyond the balcony.
Its head rose higher than the adjacent buildings.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtFHbbDQRzE
Its tail swung lazily near the driveway.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpSNlUrHX7j
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.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH9E93v1wkj
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.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7wAMGTR7NF
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.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnGDromG0mL
“I’m heading out!”
Finn sat in his mother’s arms, mouth hanging open wide enough to fit a whole egg.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyo7xCRpdrU
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.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmIio37iWsI
His left shoulder wound had scabbed over, but every punch tore through nerve endings.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe7STbCwGEh
He clenched his jaw, slammed an enemy to the ground, then shook blood off his hand.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnvdu89UHig
These weren’t random thugs. He could tell—they were trained.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzJqrimPRtC
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.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYLFdtubrd2
A sharp crack—someone’s forearm broke cleanly.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwejfehv7SZ
Red Hood’s breathing was ragged.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ93t5rGjlkb
The wound on his shoulder was bleeding again.
His thoughts drifted—62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡypbOGcfP3F
To the figure who waited for him at home on the couch.
Frustration boiled in his chest.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAP849Ar9xw
His moves got rougher. No mercy.
Boom! … Boom!
Suddenly, muffled sounds echoed through the dark city.
Then—footsteps.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ31fXHuON6G
Rhythmic, fast, multiplying.
Red Hood turned, gun still drawn, wary.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJv8ZL8E3I0
“Dogs?” he muttered, unsure.
Then came the screams—62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqhxQahEC56
Human screams.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMVrMQgUuLy
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—62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRLMpY90th1
And froze.
A swarm of bizarre creatures had burst onto the scene—62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGUIPY8xcfm
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?”62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3FlUVTnyS2
Red Hood nearly swore aloud.
He knew that dinosaur too well.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz99KlDeu4z
It was from his son’s favorite book: “Dino Dino Where Do You Go?”62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡitUFYGvpgC
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.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq7eiStyZpm
One even chirped a tiny “peep” at his feet before scampering off.
Red Hood barely had time to react when another low rumble began—62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP8Rj4KqW0j
This one deeper. Growing louder.
Thud—thud—thud—
Not explosions.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRBE95CKFdn
Not gunshots.
It was the sound of something huge approaching.
His instincts kicked in.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxpy4klA6DS
He turned, scanning the far end of the street—62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh93w0acB4N
And then, slowly…
A head rose.
Massive. Taller than the buildings.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwmnjtc75KD
Emerging from the shadows.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPCyvqF8Yu0
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.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDtUSNhVIGf
His kid’s favorite.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPNVl9S1KFE
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.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwXzcLMddRR
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.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIoN2SYG7Pb
Those little crayon dinosaurs had bite—and discipline.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡil6kvTRzNZ
They were like riot-trained animals: they incapacitated, but didn’t kill.
Red Hood was stunned.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQAur2iLEfr
He still couldn’t wrap his head around it.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjumjsBHsbN
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.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEB0kSXbpWU
Sitting atop the dinosaur’s back.
Her long skirt fluttered in the wind, hair streaming behind her.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLlGPzd9xTG
She raised one hand—62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlRmJQfrxM2
Made an “OK” sign.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhJjcQ0Tmen
Then waved.
Red Hood stared, speechless.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHSDGMvSkV7
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.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLAf2E5CkYf
“Tim… your girlfriend just went full damsel-rescue mode.”62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZV0r0mQtBe
and then Add to home screen.