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- The answer to a different question came leaping over a mountain of gold, and gave Lancelot barely enough time to raise his shield before a fist imposed itself into it rather than his chest. His heels dug two trenches in the ground as he was sent back fifteen feet from the impact.
- “Well well well! You’re still standing!” said the new arrival, a towering shirtless man with chiseled muscles, a face that resembled Tom Selleck's, and a smattering of chest hair that if you looked at it right, resembled the continent of Australia in all its glory. "That means you're made of the right stuff. So, what do you want from here and how do you think I should turn this into another issue of one of my Thrilling Tales?"
- “Wh- Who the hell do you think you are?” Animal Man shouted back at him.
- “The name’s Saxton Hale, CEO of Mann Co. ‘We sell products and get into fights’!" Hale said with a smile. "So, looking to buy some solid-gold bullets, or would you prefer the second option?"
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