Suddenly Glen realized what he was seeing. These must be
Clod-fawns. They were huge! Jenna had been conservative in her description of
seven foot lizards. These lizards walked on two legs and used their tails for
balance. Covered from head to toe with bright, neon green scales, they reminded
him vaguely of a tyrannosaurus rex, only with well-muscled, usable arms
attached on the sides of their shoulders.
The helmets they wore were shaped wrong for any dinosaur.
Glen rather thought they would fit on his own head, though the squarish corners
might be uncomfortable. Their faces were different, too; he could see them
through the helmet’s clear front covering. They were definitely lizardish; red
eyes with a slit for a mouth, and absolutely nothing where the nose should have
been. Glen wondered absently what they would do if they needed to wear glasses,
with no nose to hold them up.
They wore black bits of stuff strapped to various parts of
their bodies, and Glen recalled Jenna saying something about blast armor. It
certainly looked like armor. Not the kind knights used to wear; more like a
Roman soldier’s. Breast plates and back plates, helmets, and guards on the
forearms and shins.
Other than the helmets and armor, they wore no other
clothing. Apparently the lizards had no problem with nudity, but then, Glen
couldn’t recognize anything that modesty should prompt them to cover. (from
Assignment to Earth by Scott Ashby) http://tinyurl.com/kr2uyh5
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