Dinosaurs are bad enough, but giant birds, too? With guns?? Milly is having absolutely NONE of this today. With a triumphant battle cry, she zips through the air and catches that triceratops under the chin with a sucker punch, although it doesn't do more than make it angry and a little bruised. Still, Milly is far from discouraged.

"Don't you try to run away from me now, you tri-horned creep! You and your giant bird pal are going straight back to where you came from!"

It is entirely possible that Milly has made a gross misassessment of the situation.