None of us could have expected the results. The beat down had been brutal, savage. We watched in awe as he tore apart the T rex.
He screamed at the horde of dinosaurs getting ready to charge. Those beasts, resurrected from the past as yet held back for a moment in fear, in terror, but building up the rage to take down this monstrosity we had built.
He ripped the right leg from its socket and raised it above his head. The sight was stunning. This man, one arm raised, holding the tyrannosaur's leg above his head.
If the fearsome gods that had raised the dead to crush humanity, humanity had turned out able to bring back the greatest enemy any dinosaur had ever known...and enhanced him.
We knew we could rebuild him. We had the technology. We had the capability to make the world's first bionic man. The person we watched before us was that man. Better than he was before. Better. Stronger. Faster.
Blood smeared his white suit, Colonel Harland David Sanders screamed aloud as he waved the t rex leg:
"THIS! IS! MY! DRUMSTICK!"