"Now tell him you were not just an inflated big parade balloon..." said acidly Quinn Stevens to Doug. The bald man simply shrugged. Then, all of a sudden spitted the cigar away. "I can turn into King Kong. Maybe THAT will scare the shit out of it!"
Hero shook his head. "We all saw how it worked well before, that strategy. We must find a way to take down it for good."
THUMP!
Right in the middle of the trio, down from the sky landed a man in a red thorn leather suit. Without saying anything, the man calmly started to roll up the rope; then, he tied it to the utility belt and only then, he gave a nod to each one of the other three men. "Name's Captain Midnight, youngsters. Who are you? Strikeforce? TOMB? Avengers?"
The three heroes were too shocked to answer, but their stillness was suddenly shaken by the shockwave induced by the first step of the arrivng monster on land.
"Shit! Take cover!" yelled Stevens.
Captain Midnight looked around. "Yes, son, good idea... but where?"
The Captain had just the time to beat his eyelids, before the giant lizard grip closed around him, instantly lifting the man one hundred metres above ground.
