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.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQO9pxltgeg
She heard Batman’s voice through the comms—his command clear:135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHyjWgkgS7a
“Everyone, masks on.”
She jolted.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBtV4qAt7Qy
Immediately crouching low, she turned and asked in a hushed voice,135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXCxIvqN9ce
“Finn, did you bring your sketchbook?”
The little boy blinked, confused, and looked up at her.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ248gz0WphK
“I did,” he nodded, reaching into his small backpack that he’d been carrying all day.
Nora smiled, her voice soft but urgent.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyezCVE6f8D
“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.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTVeSwoJf3M
He handed it to her, then added sweetly,135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg8sIhaqwSA
“Do you need my markers too?”
Nora let out a breathy laugh, eyes full of fondness.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡblYyGiuSRr
“No need, Finn. Tonight, we’re not letting Batman hog the spotlight.”
She leaned close, winking at him with a playful tone,135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbXDUKTYYrj
“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.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeYrzx4LrWP
She turned to Leila and said softly,135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBFWZ7WfFpe
“Watch over the others for me.”
Leila grabbed her wrist, eyes full of concern.
Nora patted her hand and replied calmly,135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8BBTkO58dT
“I’ll go find Tim. Don’t worry.”
Then she turned and strode toward the balcony.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEd8iPA5L9F
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—135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡECby04ZMW9
but then saw Nora flipping through the sketchbook.
She landed on a familiar page—135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1IKVHTU8eF
Finn’s pride and joy: a giant Brachiosaurus with a long neck and chunky feet, painted in wild patches of blue, red, and yellow.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYeFLN3ujTL
It was the kind of drawing only a child could imagine—pure and unrestrained.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWP7UQ42P9k
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.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSSRfFDmueI
A low hum burst through the silence—like a massive creature tearing through space itself.
Then, in the next moment—135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAiSJ31Fczu
A blue, red- and yellow-spotted Brachiosaurus materialized just beyond the balcony.
Its head rose higher than the adjacent buildings.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvTVGA1MJFs
Its tail swung lazily near the driveway.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcNepp7ZqOK
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.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu9v5KNbqUH
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.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxtlzL9E1Jk
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.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXILvNTxTO7
“I’m heading out!”
Finn sat in his mother’s arms, mouth hanging open wide enough to fit a whole egg.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIuqnUGlOcU
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.
135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqIS8ONdQOD
135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWrdRuH7f6z
135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnziYlaQOAg
Red Hood was covered in dust and blood.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy5KX3TBcH9
His left shoulder wound had scabbed over, but every punch tore through nerve endings.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqqxxwTukXC
He clenched his jaw, slammed an enemy to the ground, then shook blood off his hand.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLOrAeqcFk4
These weren’t random thugs. He could tell—they were trained.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbUFieHUpwK
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.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn6MDaftNyK
A sharp crack—someone’s forearm broke cleanly.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcTnW4Gf3Qy
Red Hood’s breathing was ragged.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAPtEiZFrcG
The wound on his shoulder was bleeding again.
His thoughts drifted—135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxnwgq7e6eH
To the figure who waited for him at home on the couch.
Frustration boiled in his chest.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ83mv290rUn
His moves got rougher. No mercy.
Boom! … Boom!
Suddenly, muffled sounds echoed through the dark city.
Then—footsteps.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1KLlwilnOI
Rhythmic, fast, multiplying.
Red Hood turned, gun still drawn, wary.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8new2MVR0c
“Dogs?” he muttered, unsure.
Then came the screams—135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwzYIrsb7CA
Human screams.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH5n7oUZeOu
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—135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaEqvcJEBay
And froze.
A swarm of bizarre creatures had burst onto the scene—135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDsCZO0zwCV
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?”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkW7LnpyUAn
Red Hood nearly swore aloud.
He knew that dinosaur too well.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeKx8G4kzK4
It was from his son’s favorite book: “Dino Dino Where Do You Go?”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ73KiPwhJDx
He’d read it hundreds of times.
These were those tiny carnivorous dinos—except these versions were… crayon-colored.
And the weirdest part?135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGJqq7Qa3f2
They completely ignored him.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6ItfvoOrBc
One even chirped a tiny “peep” at his feet before scampering off.
Red Hood barely had time to react when another low rumble began—135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSzGAHe0xfk
This one deeper. Growing louder.
Thud—thud—thud—
Not explosions.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡks4dPv17Ke
Not gunshots.
It was the sound of something huge approaching.
His instincts kicked in.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ50QiTQ0wzr
He turned, scanning the far end of the street—135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgxZ7xFUqT6
And then, slowly…
A head rose.
Massive. Taller than the buildings.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjYq4b00lHV
Emerging from the shadows.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDPOS0hOTqy
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.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbWqOcRxEfB
His kid’s favorite.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC3WdHN4SBG
The one he’d seen dozens of times in Finn’s sketchbook.
135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqg0rFJDRDz
135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV0CTlvdOqI
The crayon-colored Brachiosaurus marched through Gotham, each step marking a new rhythm across the cityscape.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd2L6h5JOHU
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.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEqpffVaD84
Those little crayon dinosaurs had bite—and discipline.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeg9flCfiL8
They were like riot-trained animals: they incapacitated, but didn’t kill.
Red Hood was stunned.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWXSUhXanuP
He still couldn’t wrap his head around it.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2nco0Iv4ja
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.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡutYkE6QGh3
Sitting atop the dinosaur’s back.
Her long skirt fluttered in the wind, hair streaming behind her.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8V1VIJefoN
She raised one hand—135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUyDzBIeEf0
Made an “OK” sign.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡamwEWv3eiy
Then waved.
Red Hood stared, speechless.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpmW1Xcnlw3
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.135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPHI8GdIi2o
“Tim… your girlfriend just went full damsel-rescue mode.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl2LDJzTtX3
and then Add to home screen.