vs sauropod

The sauropod could not focus on him, a dark thing against the dark background of mud and foliage. Its head swept toward him—and Kong swung, swung with all of his strength. The club connected with the head, the small head on the end of that huge neck. The head snapped away, and the sauropod’s knees buckled. It crashed to earth, with Kong leaping to club the head again, then again. The plant-eater’s body was out of control. The legs brought it up, staggered, reeled, and then the creature fell side-ways, its collapse like an earthquake. The sides were heaving—it was not dead, but stunned. Kong dropped his club and fled again, skirting the bed of the river that fed into the lake.


Kong: King of Skull Island, Chapter 10