Tyson vs Colchis Bulls

	And not just regular bulls— bronze ones the size of elephants. And even that wasn’t bad enough. Naturally they had to breathe fire, too.
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	The bull must’ve been as surprised as I was, because before it could unleash a second blast, Tyson balled his fists and slammed them into the bull’s face. “BAD COW!”
	His fists made a crater where the bronze bull’s snout used to be. Two small columns of flame shot out of its ears. Tyson hit it again, and the bronze crumpled under his hands like aluminum foil. The bull’s face now looked like a sock puppet pulled inside out.