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- One reached out and took hold of Leviathan’s tail, just beyond where it started to wrap around me, and I squeezed until the outer layers of flesh started to buckle and crack. With the other, I took aim.
- SHOOTING THE HUNDRED HEADS
- “▅▂▅▃ ▅▂▄▃▄▂!”
- Once, twice, three times, I punched. Four, five, six. Nine, fifteen, twenty-seven. I didn’t care about the numbers, I didn’t care about keeping track, I just kept punching with all of the strength I could manage, no matter how awkward my positioning was.
- Crack. Crack. Crack. Crack. Crack.
- Each blow hit. Each blow flung flesh and black ichor all over, soaking me. Each blow vibrated up my arm and shoulder.
- “▂▂▃▃▄▄▅▅▂▂▃▃▄▄▅▅▂▂▃▃▄!”
- CRACK
- The final blow struck. It wasn’t enough to sever the tail. It wasn’t enough to free me. Leviathan gave no sign it bothered him, not even a flinch. Instead, he simply squeezed tighter, trying to snap my neck again.
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