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I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes, yet I see. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was. What am I?
I soar without wings I see without eyes. I've traveled the universe to and fro. I've conquered the world yet I've never been anywhere but home.
I can be cracked made told and played.
I am the ultimate killing machine used not once but TWICE I can be made by humans.
I am quick when I'm thin. I am slow when I'm fat. Wind is my worst nightmare. What am I?
For our ambrosia we were blessed, By Jupiter, with a sting of death. Though our might, to some is jest, We have quelled the dragon's breath. Who are we?