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The young admirer, overcoming his nervousness, mustered enough courage to make a bold request to Tarzan in a trembling but determined voice:

"Tarzan, would it be possible... could you make a show of strength and lift me up like you did with Phobeg? It's been amazing"

Tarzan, with a kind smile on his lips, nodded knowingly. "Of course," he replied calmly, glad to be able to satisfy the young admirer's desire. "It will be an honor".

The young fighter could hardly believe his luck as Tarzan scooped him up with impressive ease. He felt lifted above the ground as if he barely weighed anything. Tarzan's strength seemed limitless.
Tarzan, with the young man in his arms, observed his muscular physique in admiration, and congratulated him:

"You must train very hard," said Tarzan, impressed by the young man's musculature. "Good muscles. You must be a very strong fighter."

The young man, still catching his breath, nodded gratefully and blushing. "Thank you," he responded, a sense of pride evident in his voice. "But you, Tarzan, are truly extraordinary. Your strength and skill are unmatched."
Tarzan smiled modestly, acknowledging the compliment. "We all have our strengths," he said.
Upon noticing the contact of his idol's powerful muscles, tanned and shiny, the young man's heart accelerated.

Description
The young admirer, overcoming his nervousness, mustered enough courage to make a bold request to Tarzan in a trembling but determined voice:

"Tarzan, would it be possible... could you make a show of strength and lift me up like you did with Phobeg? It's been amazing"

Tarzan, with a kind smile on his lips, nodded knowingly. "Of course," he replied calmly, glad to be able to satisfy the young admirer's desire. "It will be an honor".

The young fighter could hardly believe his luck as Tarzan scooped him up with impressive ease. He felt lifted above the ground as if he barely weighed anything. Tarzan's strength seemed limitless.
Tarzan, with the young man in his arms, observed his muscular physique in admiration, and congratulated him:

"You must train very hard," said Tarzan, impressed by the young man's musculature. "Good muscles. You must be a very strong fighter."

The young man, still catching his breath, nodded gratefully and blushing. "Thank you," he responded, a sense of pride evident in his voice. "But you, Tarzan, are truly extraordinary. Your strength and skill are unmatched."
Tarzan smiled modestly, acknowledging the compliment. "We all have our strengths," he said.
Upon noticing the contact of his idol's powerful muscles, tanned and shiny, the young man's heart accelerated.