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- Nautilus came rushing at him like a torpedo. He caught a glimpse of the shark grin before the boxing-glove fists slammed into his gut and the last of his air erupted from his mouth. The cloud of silver bubbles flew away and Nautilus grabbed his collar and dragged him in the other direction.
- The tightness in St. George’s chest crawled up into his throat, pushed at his jaw, clawed at his throat. He grabbed the merman’s wrist, flung him away, but Nautilus spun around and came at him again. St. George batted away a punch, took another one in the jaw…
- Excerpt From Ex-Isle, pg 337
- Peter Clines
- https://books.apple.com/us/book/ex-isle/id989619017
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