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- Skillfully and silently, with fluidlike grace, the creature descended branch to branch till it reached the jungle floor. As its powerful three-toed feet flexed in the moss it surveyed the destruction, the remains of burning huts, the dead and dying men. With its glassy eyes bright as tungsten it saw the last flicker of life dissipating like guttered candles. It saw glimmering, ghostlike bodies slowly darkening into charcoal. It saw what this queer precarious world would look like when it ended.
- The Predator (1987 novelization), chapter 7
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