Even as the last finger gave way, the other arm now enwrapped his throat! His breathing grew ever more difficult. And Vulcan's monster wrestled him closer and closer to the deadly ball of scorching fire.
He felt the heat on his skin, burning and charring! Now his chest was barely inches from the fire! It touched his skin!
Abruptly he reached out, seized the burning mass in his huge hands!
He lifted the deadly cargo above his head!
Burning through skin and flesh, charring bone, it lit the hellish scene!
With an effort he loosed the deadly mass behind his back!
If fell on the head of Vulcan's creation.
The struggle was over!
A molten mass, the metal monster lay inanimate upon the floor!
With crippled hands Prometheus once more shoveled the burning heart of the furnace. Without a backward glance he rushed from the site of battle.