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- Zu-jar-bolgani pushed his head through the treetops, his blinking eyes fixating upon the approaching herd. The earth started shaking. The maw of the monster yawned, and it threw back a roar that shook the trees. It was as if the entire world shook before the converging forces.
- With a mighty twist of his mammoth shoulders, Zu-jar-bolgani attempted to burst through the woods, but he moved too slowly.
- Impelled by a single command, the elephants of Tarzan drove their battering-ram skulls into the trees that yet blocked the struggling brute. Massive trunks and palm-tree boles splintered and split, and they toppled backward to strike the creature at its head and shoulders, stunning his arms, and causing him to stumble backward.
- It was a magnificent stroke of generalship—all the more impressive because it had been executed without a single word uttered in English. The manner in which Tarzan communicated with his elephants passed the understanding of ordinary human beings.
- But the power and prowess of the jungle lord became evident as the elephants battered away, pushing back trees which, in falling, became great clubs against which the surprised monster could only struggle and flounder.
- The apish thing stumbled backward, turned, and seemed to be gathering itself for a countercharge. His leathery features twisted into a simian scowl of rage.
- Amidst the struggle, a storm front rolled in. Suddenly, the air was full of thunder and lightning. Swiftly, the inevitable rains came. These were not the afternoon rains that arrived with the precision of a clock, but a freak thunderstorm. Fast moving, and rapidly passing.
- During its skyward march, the procession of thunderheads dumped an enormous amount of rainwater upon all the combatants.
- As the elephants fought on, oblivious to the growing downpour, the struggling beast-god, who had suffered through the afternoon rains and was made miserable by it, began howling and growling, not in defiance but in a kind of pitiful frustration.
- A thunderous rain drenched him, turning the ground around his feet into warm mud. As he struggled against the very forest that seemed to be fighting him, the bristling ogre lost his footing, stumbled backward and landed in a mudhole that had not been there five minutes before.
- King Kong vs Tarzan, Chapter 64
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