[Kirk] paced back toward his command chair, all eyes on him. "He must have a weakness."
"Certainly," Chekov said. "Is he not basically humanoid? He could be poisoned, phasered, stabbed-"
Kirk sneered. "Without killing him, Ensign."
With a shrug, Chekov turned quietly back to his console, pulling his hands from his lap and placing them on the controls.
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