This is his moment of truth. In one motion, he drops the wrench, ducks, and lunges for the mallet. The hellcow, too, hurls herself at her target — but misses, her cold, unmilkable udder barely brushing Howard’s feathery crown.
- narration, Giant-Size Man-Thing #5, Steve Gerber
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