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And he saw a vision of armor. The armor was not his own skin; it was stronger than plasteel.
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Nothing penetrated his armor -- not knife or poison or sand, not the dust of the desert or its dessicating heat.
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In his right hand he carried the power to make the Coriolis storm, to shake the earth and erode it into nothing.
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His eyes were fixed upon the Golden Path and in his left hand he carried the scepter of absolute mastery.
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And beyond the Golden Path, his eyes looked into eternity which he knew to be the food of his soul and of his everlasting flesh.
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