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"Extend." The Power Pole shoots up into the dinosaur's mouth, causing it to choke.
The Devil Tyranno's first instinct is to cough, sending more of that mist into the air, then it thrashes to get leverage.
Now, despite Son Peppa's many accomplishments, such as wrestling a planet into submission then throwing it at another planet, it wasn't so simple as sheer brute strength. Like in that instance, she teleported the Machine Mutant planet to another planet, and then had to wrestle General Rilldo, the machine mutant controlling the surface of M-2, up in the air and away from the ground to distract him while the worlds got to colliding, and even then she had to let go and let him retreat to do some damage control. (That was a fun day! Well, the first half of it. The actions taken by Basilea, Baby, and Bro put a damper on things.)
Point is, she's strong, power levels and all that yadda yadda, but a tyrannosaur biting down with the jaw strength of several tons can make things a bit tricky to handle for a girl weighing no more than [redacted] and standing 3 feet tall!
She could turn into a super saiyan to fix that, buuuuut what would that tell her newly acquired second-hand unofficial hanger-on apprentice-for-a-day? To brute force all his obstacles and run out of juice? Nah, she could totally take this thing out with brains instead of brawn, make it a learning experience!
And the best learning is done hands-on! "Hey kid, here's another notch for your belt!"
"Eh?" He balks. "Uh, this target seems like a tall order! The kind The Old Man usually handles..."
Peppa grits her teeth, her feet digging into the ground from the Devil Tyranno biting down on the Power Pole with its insane bite strength and getting leverage with the rest of its body. "Wow, that just might be how you can defeat the ol' basilisk!"
"Huh? Defeat Basilea? How?"
"Easy!" Peppa snaps. "All that bawking like a chicken will kill her dead!"
"...What?!" He fires back, "I'm no chicken, I don't get the joke!"
Peppa roars, "I, Figured! Short of it is, you're gonna be the wussiest wuss of the wusses at this rate, so best you run on home, kid!"
"Grrh!" he grunts, then charges his megabuster. "This Great Mercenary is no chicken, no wuss, and no mere kid! But This Youngster will kill that monster, and any monster in the way! Starting with this one!"
Still struggling with a dinosaur, Peppa gives him a smile. "Any day now!"
The Devil Tyranno tugs, and flings Peppa up into the air with the pole. Peppa can fly, so she catches herself pretty much instantly. The Devil Tyranno spits the Power Pole out, and opens its jaw. Not just waiting for its prey to come back down, it breathes in some air to get some breath, then readies its bad breath to fire up at Peppa-
"DODONPA!" A beam of yellow energy fires up and hits the Devil Tyranno in the lower jaw, snapping it shut!
The dinosaur coughs and sputters.
"Nice!" Peppa cheers, and levitates a smaller Power Pole back to her.
