"I ask me everytime I cross path ways with them but why these creatures returned to the surface after the Crackle if they were extinct before?", the man said to himself while running from a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
The dinossaur was big and its head was tackling a few trees down on its path. On its leather like skin a few marks made with white color. The strange about it was that it looked like tattoos on the monster.
The man had a simple hat to cover his eyes from the sunlight and on each hand a pistol from before this whole magical thing. Of course he wasn't stupid enough to just use the weapons alone. But they were his first choice instead of going back to swords and such things.
He had a Psychic Mutation but unfortunately not a powerful one. He could create magnetic fields but it was from the size of his hand the greater one. So together with the pistols he created a style to enhance and sometimes do a curve shot with his little toys.
