Now, I’ll admit the Crabboth had a weight advantage. A strength advantage, too! His slimy digits nearly ripped the face-chamber from my Tank-Suit before I could utilize my own advantage: A Merman with a detonator and no fear of Death! Herman was circling around, I knew, but this knowledge did little to calm my nerves as the first tiny leak sprung…
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