"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">As far as I'm concerned,</span>" Cassandra shouted between gulps of fresh air as she looked between Marcus and Jenny, "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">I'm no werewolf, just a normal girl from the Midwest.</span>" Once four-eyes here hastily introduced himself and the girl in purple, it was her turn to greet them. Thank goodness they all speak the same language. Survival here would've been even more tenuous if there was a language barrier.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">I'm Cassandra,</span>" the brunette replied after calming down her nerves. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">I think...those flying monsters were Saurus...of some sort...Given that they're supposed to be extinct a hundred million years ago, I think we're in a completely different world.</span>" Cassandra didn't like what she was saying but with the evidence of a new world she had been transported into flying overhead tearing apart the lion, it was safe to say they were not in America anymore. Speaking of which...<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">Wait, are you two from America, right?</span>" she inquired as her eyes studied Jenny and Marcus from behind her aviator glasses while the sweat on her chin dripped down into her cleavage. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">Which state?</span>"