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walking would be impossible. Besides, even if he could walk, how would he get past the creature that waited to tear him into shreds?
    Just then, a distant noise caught his attention.
    It sounded like the clashing of blades and the roar of a fight. He stood up, careful to keep himself out of sight from the terror that circled him above and looked out across the landscape. There he saw a truly amazing sight.
    Two mighty warriors clashed. One was nearly eight foot tall, a huge green lizard creature with reptile skin and a jaw full of razor sharp teeth. The lizard man swung two curved blades at his attacker, who was even more amazing to see. He sat on top of a giant sabre-tooth tiger. This warrior was just a boy, older than Max but still too young-looking to be fighting such a foul beast. The young alien warrior had near perfect-looking brown skin, a high forehead that formed up into a peak and behind this flowed his long blood-red hair. His face was covered with tattoos. The young warrior was dressed in a black tunic and held a single sharp blade.
    Their steel blades met and clanged, the lizard creature screaming something that Max couldn’t understand. The young warrior took careful aim with his blade. The sabre-toothed tiger, with a huge mane of green and orange, roared loudly filling the sky with its battle cry.
    â€˜RRRROOOAAARRR!!
    It swatted its giant claw at the lizard man and snapped its ferocious jaws around his left hand. But the lizard creature fought back; this was no ordinary enemy. Its two blades swirled and swung, flashing in the red light of this alien planet. But still the warrior boy and his tiger had the advantage. They pushed the lizard creature backwards. This was not good news for Max for the reptile alien took his steps backwards and towards the boulders Max hid in.
    Max closed up the box and tucked it under his arms and crouched low, trying to make himself as small as possible. As they fought outside they moved closer and closer to Max.
    The sounds of battle came even closer and Max dared to peek outside. He could see them much clearer and they made a terrifying sight.
    He saw the lizard man looking to the sky wondering what had the flying creature screeching so angrily.
    It seemed to be warning the fighting pair away from the boulders as though it owned something in there. Somehow the lizard man seemed to know this. And then Max’s blood turned to ice as the lizard warrior stared in his direction, sniffing the air with its huge alien nostrils, its long forked tongue flicking back and forth, searching for some sign.
    â€˜Ruurrrarrrgh’ a guttural cackle came from its throat and Max knew he was done for. It sent shivers down his spine. The young warrior and his tiger took advantage of the lizard’s distraction and then moved in.
    Max could see the focus on the young warrior’s face. His eyes were most unusual, deep brown pupils that were surrounded by a flaming red circles. His blade made contact, making a cut under the lizard creature’s neck. It turned and screamed a throaty cry at the young warrior as sickening yellow liquid oozed from its wound. Max thought it looked like phlegm.
    The Lizard lost no time and swung both blades at the young warrior’s face, but it was a dodge. In mid-air and just as the young warrior was about to parry the strike, the lizard creature changed direction. It hit the warrior and his Fight-Cat, his sabre tooth tiger, full square on their jaws with the hilts of his swords. Max was sure the warrior would fall and he wanted to cry out to him to be careful.
    The lizard creature seized the opportunity and turned and ran full speed in Max’s direction, screeching and roaring as it ran. Its nostrils flared with the scent of its prey, its forked tongue flickering like lightening. Above, the flying creature swooped low daring to make an attack to deflect the lizard man away from its prize.
    The young warrior soon recovered, a thin line of blood