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“You are now officially King of the Killers,” Lila said. “And because I helped
you beat the other dinosaurs, my family are safe from you for ever. Can you
remember that?”
“Of course I can!” huffed King King. “Though I wouldn’t bother eating a
scrawny scrap like you in any case.”
“Good.”
“Let’s face it,” he said loftily, “I’m the King of the Killers, and you’re just a
tiny, helpless little – little – what exactly are you?”
“A tuatara,” Lila said.
“A funny little tuatara! Ha ha! Well, I won’t eat you. I don’t suppose you’ll last
long anyway, with all these huge and hungry dinosaurs around! Goodbye, little
measly mouthful!”
With a happy roar, King King ran off to chase a nice fat hadrosaur.
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