"I was able to handle the raw root without problems but the concentrate may be different. Ingesting it is extremely dangerous and I wager inhalation would be just as dangerous. Of course, I may decide to collaborate with some of the other Great Valley dinosaurs and see what other herbal weapons we can create," Mr. Bigmouth said, sipping the beer he had ordered from a waiter.
"Mr. Bigmouth what about using smaller bombs to cover more of an area?" Clive suggested.
"That may work too."
Mr. Bigmouth then headed upstairs to take a shower.
Two more volunteers ran out of the portal with two wheelbarrows full of bloodroot plants.
Three volunteers carried in a crate of food from the supply base at Southport.
Deimos glanced at Captain Milos. "Excellent thinking!" he said. "Now we may not need to totally level it; in fact that would be counterproductive as we should put it to use for ourselves."
He then took a sip of some essential water. "Now the main problem is that we do not have any bombers," he added.
Dr. Zanasiu sat down to watch a martial arts demonstration by some Great Valley dinosaurs who had volunteered to perform for the party later. "That will not be a problem, the flight troopers, Sara, Tarrax, Spyro and Cynder should suffice. We may also be able to modify a heavy lift helicopter to serve as an improvised bomber," he said.