The Dilophosaur raised it's head, the ragged flesh now visible in the lights of the Hummer. It threw its head back as it swallowed the meat whole and hooted again. It backed up, moving to the side to get a better spot at its prey, and ducked down again. Levine stared from the car, the two men still utterly speechless. "I'm done with this shit," Levine said, shaking his head as he turned on the car. The animal looked up at the source of the noise, taking a step forward. He turned the lights on in the car and hit the gas. Beside him, Muldoon was beginning to load shells into his shotgun, a grim look on his face.

The animal stepped away from the body, and began to walk behind the car. Levine drove the car forward slowly, turning on the high beams so that he could see where Carter and Marty were still crawling through the mud. In the worst-case scenario, he knew the animal would attempt to attack them as well. Of course though, he couldn't imagine why it would attack them if it had just fed. The primary aim of the dinosaur would be to protect it's kill and the egg, and would likely ignore them if they left it alone. Still, there was something bothering him. There had been no evidence of such spitting behavior as that in the fossil record…and the way the kid had reacted to it…

Levine pulled up next to Carter and Marty and jumped out of the car. Muldoon got out beside him as well. Muldoon had the gun right now and was covering the animal from behind the door. Levine ran around the back of the car and knelt down next to the other two people. Marty looked like he was going to faint probably due to the shock and trauma. Carter just looked tired and had bruises all over her body. Levine grabbed Marty and tried to help him up. The mud was slippery and he struggled to find his footing. Grunting, he stood up with Carter helping him. They kept an eye on the animal approaching them. Levine didn't get it, with it as starved as it was appearing, it should be moving back towards its kill not attempting to approach them.

The Dilophosaur hooted again as it approached the humans, the blood still trickling off of its jaws and mixing in with the mud. However one thing became apparent, as all of them ducked low so they wouldn't be hit by the spit. The animal wasn't paying attention to them, and Muldoon realized it was staring behind them. "Shit," he muttered under his breath as he realized this. To the Dilophosaur, the humans were merely intruders, but did not distrupt its sense of territory. He realized then that he'd been so preoccupied with the animal that he completely forgot about the other one that had disappeared into the trees. He heard a roar behind them as they all craned their necks to look.

The Carnotaur was beside the Hummer now, it's head ducked on the driver's side door. It wasn't visible, but it was apparent that it was consuming the remains of the graduate student. The Dilophosaur hooted again, taking a step forward to confront this new challenger. However the Carnotaur merely stared at it, as it had not seen an animal like it before. As the Dilophosaur came closer, the Carnotaur gave a warning growl, and lumbered around the car. As it approached, they could see the Dilophosaur starting to back up. It hadn't expected something as big as the Carnotaur to intrude upon it's territory and it saw immediately that it was at a disadvantage. Hooting again, the Dilophosaur tried to move to the side, but the Carnotaur blocked it's path.

Levine pulled Marty up as he leaned on the side of the truck for support. He realized that the Dilophosaur must've only ever seen the raptor as a similar sized animal of a different species. With no experience in Carnotaurs, he guessed it was deciding that it was not worth taking the risk. It turned away, and the Carnotaur roared in triumph, following it as it ran behind the hummer. But once it was out of sight behind the car it did not pursue, and Levine guessed that it didn't particularly want to steal another animal's kill and risk a fight either. Not with fresh, already injured meat right next to it. They had to be going now, or they were next on the buffet, this was hunting and territorial behavior he remembered.

Muldoon saw the Carnotaur turn it's head and he frowned as it approached them. They needed a distraction but what… As he turned to look, Marty leaned forward and placed something in his hands. The keys to the Hummer. Why had he not thought of that before? Despite its damage, the car should still be operational. He nodded to Levine. "Get him in the bed of the truck, and just go." He knew that if they stayed they would be in danger of attack by the animal. However if they left, Marty might be able to get medical attention. Further they could get enough of a head start on the animal so that they could reach a main road. He could distract the animal, and he put the keys in his shirt pocket.

"Just get out of here," he said as he turned and stood up as he could hear Carter and Levine start to protest. "Go now, before it turns its attention to you." He said as he grabbed the door and pushed it open as he turned to the side and stared right at the animal. The Carnotaurus stared right back at him, and took a step forward. Marty knew that the truck was nowhere as secure as the Hummer, the rest would have no chance if the animal besieged the car. He took a breath, and tightened his grip on his shotgun. "Are you ready to live dangerously?" he asked himself in a whisper, as he tensed his muscles, prepared to run. The animal lowered its head and Muldoon took his chance.

He broke off into a run, heading for the edge of the clearing. He had gone done this road many times, he knew it like the back of his hand. However that had all been by car, in reality he did not know what lay beyond the trees. Running past the Hummer, he noticed that the Dilophosaur was attempting to drag the kid away. However it was not having that much success, and he suspected it's malnutrition might have played a role in that. There was no time to interefere, and he did not stop to see if it was following him, just sped on by. He reached the edge of the clearing and then stopped barely. He'd thought there was going to be a gentle incline at the edge, but instead there was a steep cliff where he had thought there to be none.

It was a steep drop, and he could tell there was no other way down. There was a outcropping a few hundred feet down, but no way in hell would he survive a fall that far. He could see the valley below, and somewhere in the distance the main road. The mountain road was winding down the path, and he could see that it went directly under where the cliff was at one point. Dense jungle covered the landscape in all directions, but thinned noticeably where the mountain road met the main road, somewhere at the very base. It was nearing dusk, and the sun was beginning to go down under the horizon. The rain pouring down on his figure, Robert Muldoon swiveled around his shotgun at the ready.

The animal was coming at him hard it's head lowered, and bellowing as it lumbered towards him. Muldoon was painfully aware that it was possibly echoing down there, although he didn't think it would reach the main road. "Come on you son of a bitch," he muttered as he pressed his head to the stock of his gun and aimed down the sights. He fired once, and he could see the animal slowing as the shot hit home. But it was still going, and he aimed again for his next shot. But he could see that if he missed this next shot he wouldn't have time for another. And the animal had barely even acknowledged the first. That was what he hated about these animals. Even a direct hit to head didn't stop them. This animal was all bulk and couldn't even tell when it was hit.

He grit his teeth and dug in as he prepared to fire. His finger was almost on the trigger when the dinosaur stopped about ten feet from him. The reason for that became clear when he heard it. The truck was starting up again, and that meant Levine must be trying to get the engine going. However it was not fast enough, not nearly fast enough he knew. The animal started to turn, it's curiosity piqued by the new event. Muldoon didn't know what was going to happen and he stood up just as he saw the animal turning. "Damn you, no!" He yelled but it didn't listen. His eyes immediately went to the Hummer, feeling the keys in his front shirt pocket. The Dilophosaur was in front still, but he didn't really care about it at the moment. Only that if he didn't do something soon, the truck would get tipped over pretty damn quick.

He made a dash for the door of the Hummer, which thankfully Baxter had left open. Stopping when he saw the Dilophosaur raise it's head, he carefully aimed the gun and lowered the brim of his hat so that the spit wouldn't blind him. Noticing how thin it seemed, he slowly crouched down. Holding the bag in his hand he slowly whispered to it. "The egg or your next meal," providing it with a choice meant to confuse it to see which one it gave priority to. Right now he could practically see the wheels turning. He didn't know what the population was, but he guessed it had to be low, but it didn't seem as if it had much luck in hunting lately either…He was gambling that it would take the chance of taking the kid's corpse so that it might have a chance of mating again someday.

The Dilophosaur hooted again, and it turned it's head biting down on Baxter's leg. Muldoon stepped to the side, smirking slightly as he saw it had made a choice. He had been prepared to shoot it, but this way was probably better. He waited until Baxter's body was clear of the door before rushing in quick and shutting the door. Taking the key from his pocket he quickly placed the shotgun and the backpack on the passenger seat, starting the car, he could see the Carnotaur had reached the truck. It was backing up, and he could tell it was going to attempt to charge it to tip it over. Anxious, he stepped on the reverse, watching the Dilophosaur fade into the trees, as it did so. He could think of only one way to piss it off, and it was going to be risky, but if he had any hope of helping out the others he had to chance it. Otherwise they were as good as dead.

As he backed out, he realized that the passenger and the side door on the opposite side from him were swinging open. However he couldn't worry about that right now, as he started backing up and turning the steering wheel. The Carnotaur was almost at the truck, which was not moving fast enough. He knew that the truck would not be able to outmaneuver the large animal on the winding mountain passes, this had to end now. Now the animal was directly behind him and he looked back behind him as he floored it. Just enough so that the animal would hear the noise. The Carnotaur turned around as the Hummer approached it. Roaring, it lumbered towards him, determined to defeat this new threat.

Muldoon quickly turned the wheel again and this time stepped on the accelerator as hard as he could. Turning to the left and the right, he gradually reduced his speed. There was the plan, to intrude upon the territory, and then behave like a wounded animal. In his rearview mirror, he could see the Carnotaur taking the bait and following him. Then he swerved, stopping his car near the edge of the cliff. He could see the lights come on in the truck, the car finally starting again. But he couldn't afford to pay it any attention, because there was several tons of enraged dinosaur charging at him. It wasn't stupid and slowed down as it thought that it had him cornered.

Muldoon put the car into gear again as he grit his teeth. This was going to be tricky now. He backed up a bit, making it seem like he was retreating. Then as the Carnotaur was about to reach him, he sped up and passed the Carnotaur leaving the animal confused. He saw Levine looking relieved, waving to him to come and follow them down the mountain. He shook his head as he turned the car around, seeing the look of confusion on their faces. He couldn't just leave knowing that the Carnotaur was out here. Everybody in the village would likely be coming back the next day after discovering that no one from the military had actually come. If so, then the Carnotaur presented a clear and present threat to the safety of these people. The other animals, the Dilo, the Raptor, even the Compies were smart enough to avoid people, had learned that a long time ago. But not this one.

The people coming back would find themselves right in the middle of the territory of a large dominant predator. One that would have absolutely no qualms about entering right in the middle of a human village. Given the ability to camouflage itself, there would be plenty of casualties as the humans would not know what was preying on them. Even worse, as people tried to escape there was always the possibility that it would follow them down to the main road, and from there…He didn't want to think about it. The Costa Rican government would probably overreact and send teams to hunt down and kill the animals, even though in this dense jungle it really was a futile effort. What about if he just ended it all here? That actually didn't seem like a bad idea.

The Carnotaur was at the very edge of the cliff now wondering where its prey had gone. It was roaring defiantly out over the edge, and Muldoon was quite certain that anyone on the main road would be able to hear it. He turned the steering wheel, so that the car was directly facing the dinosaur. His mouth stretched into a wry grin, as he pressed on hand down on his hat as he put the Hummer into gear again. His hands tightened over the steering wheel as he revved up the accelerator. Slamming his foot on the gas, he sped at full speed towards the Carnotaur. The Carnotaur turned to face him, then roared one final defiant time. However, Muldoon was moving too fast, and it couldn't get out of the way. Time seemed to slow for Muldoon, as the large animal got closer and closer in his windshield…

Levine couldn't believe it as Muldoon turned away from him. Was the man insane? This was the perfect opportunity to get away! He opened the door, just as Muldoon started the car. He couldn't believe it as he watched, the Carnotaur roaring in the fading light, and the Hummer bearing down on it. Two beasts, one flesh and the other metal, coming at each other. But the one would not relent and as he looked on, the Carnotaur could not evade, nor did it make any move too, even as the Hummer rammed it head on. The dinosaur attempted to evade, but the weight of the car was too much, pressing it forward. The animal stepped back trying to gain traction, only there was nothing to step forward to. The Hummer did not relent either, and he saw with his horror both go over the edge, the Roaring of the Carnotaur sounding horrible as it fell.

There was a crash, and then silence. Levine slammed the door shut, gesturing for Carter to just stay there. Running as fast as he could, he had to be sure, he just had to. He heard a crack like something heavy falling off, and he guessed that the Hummer had struck a rock, but was still falling. Reaching the edge, he peered over. The Carnotaur was splayed out on the rocky outcrop a few hundred feet from the edge. It wasn't moving, and it's neck was twisted at an odd angle. Dead, the last living Carnotaur was dead, he thought to himself. Further down on the road he could see the scattered ruins of the Hummer all over the road below. He wondered how he was going to explain that to the rental agency. He was about to turn away when he heard a grunt. Looking down he noticed he was stepping on Muldoon's hat, it must've swept away in the breeze. Kneeling down, he picked it up and held it for the longest time.

He heard another grunt, and then noticed a root at the edge start to slip. Turning his head idly, he looked down again, this time closer to the edge. The root extended down further along the cliff, and he could see that there were many crags in the side of the cliff face. He could see the man hanging on for dear life, the backpack slung over his shoulder. "Hey there," Muldoon said smiling at him as the root continued to slip. "I could really use a hand here." Levine was so surprised, that he almost fell over himself. But he placed the hat to the side, and kneeling down, grasped the root with both hands so that Muldoon could climb up. As the man pulled himself over the cliff face, Muldoon took the hat and placed it back on his head as they walked towards the car together.

"I don't know about you," Muldoon quipped, "But I need a drink."