Visitors are guaranteed to see some mighty creatures when they head out from the cities.

So very close - there could only be a span between life and death for the mighty creature.

This was a mighty creature, capable of wiping him out casually.

Simultaneously they saw him and the mighty creature he bestrode.

I stared at the sea, trying to perceive the limits of the mighty creature.

Their blows were too feeble to hurt this mighty creature.

Those were bones there, white skeletal remains of mighty creatures.

No, this was a memorial to some mighty and wonderful creature that had reached its end, elsewhere, perhaps far away.

It was as though all the forest held its breath at the passing of such a mighty creature.

But how could I guess the inconceivable vitality of these mighty creatures?