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You aim the harpoon cannon at the approaching Deathless as it comes to your boat, cackling madly as its hands grip the corals.
"Now!"
You fire, the cannons many harpoons piercing and spearing directly into the Deathless's head, shoving it back and into the water, the long chords designed to keep the whales attached to the boat going taut as the deathless is blown back. No living man could survive that blast. But, impossibly, horrifyingly, the Deathless still stirs. It pulls its hands onto the boat and climbs up, no less of fatigue or energy. No blood leaves its jerky-like body, unfeeling or uncaring for the pain. You see its bones stretched and broken, its head deformed, the harpoons stuck straight through as though fired at a paper target. Its brain would surely be mush, the impact enough to cause the flattening to any man's organs, but the Deathless is only barely slowed by it. The strange raspy noise of its voice suddenly becomes apparent to you when you realize it only breathes in to speak, its vocal chords tinging against the harpoon near stuck in its throat.
"Oi! You gotta peg leg too! What a shame, big guy like you would make a <span class="mu-i">great</span> Deathless."
Your crew panics, any fight in them is gone.
"Gah! NO!"
"Save me! Captain! Do something!"
"Oh Deaths- save us!"
"Mercy! Mercy please!"
