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Tarzan on Mars
eyes. For he saw the green Torquasians fighting wildly
among themselves, and some of these were also shouting
what he took to be the Martian pronunciation of Tar-Zan.
"Tharos Pthan!" came a rising shout of acclaim from a
group of green warriors above who seemed to be defending
the cause of the prisoners.
He felt La's cool hands on his arm and looked down into
her enraptured face.
"Tharos Pthan," she said to him, "is the name for the
mate of Issus."
"And who is Issus?" he asked her.
"I am Issus," was her simple answer.
"Come!" he grunted, suddenly picking her up and
throwing her over his brawny shoulder in the most primordial
tradition of male dominance. "We must get out of here!"
Wherewith he headed for the now harmless "gate of death."
The others followed him, and as they did so, yet others of
the Torquasian tribe leaped into the arena to join them. As
Tarzan reached the rubble of the fallen balcony, he descried
the mangled remains of the jeddak and paused to examine him.
Quickly, he retrieved three objects which he handed to
La. One of these was the Air Force mitt which he still desired
for a hunting pouch. One was his steel hunting knife which
the jeddak had also appropriated. And the third was the Great
Star of Issus.
La gasped her astonishment when she saw it. "Where did
you get this?" she asked him.
"It is what brought me here," he commented, and carried
her over the rubble into the tunnel behind the trampled gate.
Behind him came thousands of fanatic followers who now
swore to each other that the prophecies had been fulfilled—for
at last, the risen Issus and her mighty mate had
come to their war-torn world.
For, who could deny that this incredible being was not
their Tharos Pthan of legend?
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