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With a sudden surge of vitality, you grab the swivel-gun mounted on the bow of the small boat, and pull with all your strength. Your peg leg pushes down into the coral boards of the boat, your other hand cramping in effort as you pull the cannon off of its hinge, snapping the metal beneath all the strength you can possibly muster, your big body worked to its limit as you handle the cannon, and then toss it off the side of the boat. Into the water, it goes, the chords still stuck tight, the Deathless turning its head to watch it go.
"Oh! Well, here goes! Time to see what life is like at the bottom of the s-"
With a snap, he's tugged down into the water below, the great weight of the cannon pulling him into the abyss forever. And you shiver knowing that that would not kill him. He'll still be alive down there. No matter what happens to it, that "man" will still be alive.
"Wow..."
Your crew is looking at you with a sudden newfound respect and awe. You not only defeated a Deathless, but you did so in the greatest show of strength any of them have ever seen. You guess spending your youth wrestling with whales helped with that. You feel a bit embarrassed.
<span class="mu-r">"Come on, let's go back to the Pink Lady. Now! Before more come out."</span>
