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Sinewy and lithe, there's not a soft spot in his entire body -
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As tough inside as out, rock-hard, invulnerable.
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Even angels run for cover when he surfaces, cowering before his tail-thrashing turbulence.
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Javelins bounce harmlessly off his hide, harpoons ricochet wildly.
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Iron bars are so much straw to him, bronze weapons beneath notice.
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Arrows don't even make him blink; bullets make no more impression than raindrops.
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A battle ax is nothing but a splinter of kindling; he treats a brandished harpoon as a joke.
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His belly is armor-plated, inexorable - unstoppable as a barge.
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He roils deep ocean the way you'd boil water, he whips the sea like you'd whip an egg into batter.
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With a luminous trail stretching out behind him, you might think Ocean had grown a gray beard!
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There's nothing on this earth quite like him, not an ounce of fear in that creature!