Captain Butler, ordered to guard a train of stegosauruses loaded up with supplies and destined for a remote Allied Venusian Expeditionary Force (AVEF) outpost, nervously checked the sun's position during breaks in the thick cloud cover. There was little daylight left and should the wagons, such as they were, not reach the fort before sundown, they would undoubtedly be captured in the oncoming darkness.
The fort's garrison anxiously peered to the horizon; their loan artillery piece trained prepared to offer supporting fire on any natives, should they appear. A troop of lancers prepared their horses to ride out and meet the caravan.
The caravan's escorts roused their courage with rowdy songs of women, wine, and home.
All the while watched from tangled jungle by the cold reptilian eyes of a lone but fierce, lizard warrior, the leader of a warband sent to capture the wagon train and supplies
At his command, a detachment of Iguana Marines burst forth from the jungle and assaulted the column - attempting to block the way forward for the oncoming wagons.