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As soon as Hulkling spoke, the quinjet lurched and shook once more. A sound of screeching metal could be heard as a large panel of the ship’s ceiling was ripped clean off, revealing probably one of the ugliest creatures America had ever seen in her life. Despite her years of travelling the multiverse, America had never actually come into contact with a dinosaur before. That is if you didn’t count Reptil. Despite the emotional turmoil of what today’s mission brought, she was actually excited to have a chance to punch one right in the face. It would seem that that chance would come earlier than expect. 

She shot up instantly, soaring straight into the dinosaur and sending her fist right into its beak. The force was enough to send the creature flying. America chased after it out into the sky above the quinjet, intent on following through with her attacked. That was however until she managed to get a good look around. The air around her was filled to the brim with pterodactyls, all of which were now staring directly at her. Furrowing her brow and cracking her knuckles, she grimaced. Time to get to work. 

After pummelling several dinosaurs out of the sky, America was happy to see that the other two fliers from her merry team had joined her in the skies, with Reptil now sporting a set of dark red pterodatle wings which mirrored their attackers. With a smile, she continued, diving forwards fists first, tearing through the dinosaurs around her. 

“Just be thankful we’re not going up against a swarm of Quetzalcoatlus’s” Reptil remarked, swooping down to land onto the roof of the quinjet, nearby to where she was now hovering. As he landed, his wings began to shrink as his body grew to regain the mass his transformation had distributed elsewhere. His arms however had now changed into a pair of red scaly clawed talons, which reached out in front of him and slashed at a pterodactyl that had been heading towards America, causing it to drop awkwardly out of the sky. 

“[color=aquamarine]Quetzalcola-what?[/color]” America questioned, as she sent her foot into the wings of another attacker.

“Trust me, you don’t want to know!” Came his reply, as Humberto took to the air once more, diving into a pterodactyl. 

“[color=aquamarine]You thinking Stegron?[/color]” America asked as she swung her arm around to retaliate against another attacker.

“Wouldn’t surprise me!” 

As America punched her way through the swarm, she began to formulate a plan of action in her head. Before she could put anything into words however, her communicator erupted into life, with Kate’s voice filling her ears.

“I get that you’re having the time of your life up there, but I’m pretty sure I can’t keep this quinjet flying for much longer!” 

At once, America turned her attention to Hulkling. “[color=aquamarine]You heard the woman! We need to get her out of there![/color]”