They begin to run, setting off an earthquake. A baby longneck is running in terrified circles on a crippled leg, screaming for its mother. You hurt for it, but choose not to interfere with Sisera's experiment. The T-Rex spies the baby, turns on it, bites into its neck, falls full weight on it, holds it down till its struggling ceases. Sisera says, triumphant.
Death defines the fittest.
This way I can evolve strength, speed, dexterity, and most importantly, intelligence in my creatures. Then they'll master hyperspace and higher-dimensional travel. Their spacecraft will carry them from star to star, from galaxy to galaxy and from universe to universe until they populate the whole multiverse. With me in the lead, they will destroy any civilization that stands in my way. To restore me to my rightful place in Eternity.