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But from my podium on top of a slightly-less-dented school bus, I could see that my orchestra was starting to play out of tune.
The front line was buckling.
Grak the Unbreakable was a magnificent, one-man apocalypse, his fists a constant, percussive rhythm of sonic booms and shattered bones.
BOOM!
The ground itself seemed to shatter as he punched a human soldier into a fine red mist.
CRACK!
A visible shockwave of force erupted from his ...
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