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.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCQ6KsreiRw
She heard Batman’s voice through the comms—his command clear:92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfyC9cnER09
“Everyone, masks on.”
She jolted.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6dtc1qMnve
Immediately crouching low, she turned and asked in a hushed voice,92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV4soCeRcdM
“Finn, did you bring your sketchbook?”
The little boy blinked, confused, and looked up at her.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq8ClxFUVoR
“I did,” he nodded, reaching into his small backpack that he’d been carrying all day.
Nora smiled, her voice soft but urgent.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvzfwss37GC
“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.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1AyyS9wSLU
He handed it to her, then added sweetly,92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvQ9zSgYhpX
“Do you need my markers too?”
Nora let out a breathy laugh, eyes full of fondness.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRi6IKzPkWP
“No need, Finn. Tonight, we’re not letting Batman hog the spotlight.”
She leaned close, winking at him with a playful tone,92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhDeyUQDEYw
“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.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeWexAYNPd9
She turned to Leila and said softly,92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtLCzITu24k
“Watch over the others for me.”
Leila grabbed her wrist, eyes full of concern.
Nora patted her hand and replied calmly,92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ27Vki3J3Ev
“I’ll go find Tim. Don’t worry.”
Then she turned and strode toward the balcony.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf0tXMPxsmn
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—92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGHqe2WVS3B
but then saw Nora flipping through the sketchbook.
She landed on a familiar page—92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuyd4AvRyXQ
Finn’s pride and joy: a giant Brachiosaurus with a long neck and chunky feet, painted in wild patches of blue, red, and yellow.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ375rNNGunq
It was the kind of drawing only a child could imagine—pure and unrestrained.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjJX5ZjoV09
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.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4g4fuuD7Qi
A low hum burst through the silence—like a massive creature tearing through space itself.
Then, in the next moment—92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSrEFsrjU5H
A blue, red- and yellow-spotted Brachiosaurus materialized just beyond the balcony.
Its head rose higher than the adjacent buildings.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVULRZer2tF
Its tail swung lazily near the driveway.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡht0kTj0xPD
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.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡID6qxl7JZP
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.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX88m9MS5iB
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.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNdOKqJM6BE
“I’m heading out!”
Finn sat in his mother’s arms, mouth hanging open wide enough to fit a whole egg.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNd7IdqFBf5
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.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYo1RUXXKgi
His left shoulder wound had scabbed over, but every punch tore through nerve endings.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6KW7pWDB6s
He clenched his jaw, slammed an enemy to the ground, then shook blood off his hand.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQEncagiHWz
These weren’t random thugs. He could tell—they were trained.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqRdA7bMmc6
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.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0rW5e6xXI9
A sharp crack—someone’s forearm broke cleanly.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBHUGX161Lm
Red Hood’s breathing was ragged.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhnzzSxBcQa
The wound on his shoulder was bleeding again.
His thoughts drifted—92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3G9YK8hVUx
To the figure who waited for him at home on the couch.
Frustration boiled in his chest.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzTeT7xyJ0v
His moves got rougher. No mercy.
Boom! … Boom!
Suddenly, muffled sounds echoed through the dark city.
Then—footsteps.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnyc1FC1ssJ
Rhythmic, fast, multiplying.
Red Hood turned, gun still drawn, wary.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM0YMf2iIOY
“Dogs?” he muttered, unsure.
Then came the screams—92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXlgvRXRraP
Human screams.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpLmo0YoOCM
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—92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoRkRmzNyii
And froze.
A swarm of bizarre creatures had burst onto the scene—92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfNspHzVj64
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?”92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC491ZNjGFD
Red Hood nearly swore aloud.
He knew that dinosaur too well.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡopslM4YDIe
It was from his son’s favorite book: “Dino Dino Where Do You Go?”92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjVm83X40M1
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.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjuCrFw0Oqm
One even chirped a tiny “peep” at his feet before scampering off.
Red Hood barely had time to react when another low rumble began—92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOwZTUuyBmo
This one deeper. Growing louder.
Thud—thud—thud—
Not explosions.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXy9vNeIlql
Not gunshots.
It was the sound of something huge approaching.
His instincts kicked in.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhgPlQEtn5d
He turned, scanning the far end of the street—92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDyRQh3Esxd
And then, slowly…
A head rose.
Massive. Taller than the buildings.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvt8VFvOpJ6
Emerging from the shadows.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVzZlpvLEJY
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.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡftYS8OB5vd
His kid’s favorite.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGmtJxJnSaM
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.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSxfJhEpJ8u
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.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHlSduHVMuT
Those little crayon dinosaurs had bite—and discipline.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKCAufv2bOl
They were like riot-trained animals: they incapacitated, but didn’t kill.
Red Hood was stunned.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4yw7H5DunK
He still couldn’t wrap his head around it.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhNnhgcjrkR
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.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLYMiHZYGPX
Sitting atop the dinosaur’s back.
Her long skirt fluttered in the wind, hair streaming behind her.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsmgiaIfz18
She raised one hand—92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOEnAbhXQKi
Made an “OK” sign.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdIhVlXnuFT
Then waved.
Red Hood stared, speechless.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo1bmkZZIKM
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.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3YPrVX3YWI
“Tim… your girlfriend just went full damsel-rescue mode.”92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe53hnFvKVV
and then Add to home screen.