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He hurled his weight into the lagoon-creature, hoping to topple it. His only hope now was to turn it over for the fall. He felt its weight giving way . . . altering shape under him. What the hell was it going to be this time?
For an instant, he felt a disgusting slime under him as the Ektra’s form dissolved. Repulsed, he involuntarily loosened his hold a little, and as he did so, a hundred and thirty-eight pounds of Ektra bounced up into his chin. He almost lost his grip but somehow recovered his balance and thrust himself against the Ektra with all the strength his legs had left.
Boing.
The Ektra bounced back against him.
Boing.
It bounced away from him, veering unexpectedly to his right, and doing a backflip out of his arms. He threw h
