Jurassic Fight Club
A female Majungasaurus as envisaged by the creators of Jurassic Fight Club.
Imagine, just for a moment, standing in the middle of a Cretaceous forest 70 million years ago. The sunlight streaming through the canopy catches dust motes in the hot Madagascar grove, the calls of birds making the scene feel familiar despite being from another time. Suddenly, almost imperceptibly, they cease, the undergrowth just beyond your line of vision creaking and cracking with the footfalls of something monstrous. The predator slowly comes into view through the trees, a male Majungasaurus with a bright red wattle and something like a cock’s comb adorning his knobbly head. He can’t see you (this is a fantasy, after all) but what