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Tarzan on Mars
that brought the towering brute to the floor, and in the next
instant the Lord of the Jungle pounced upon him and smashed
home his fist straight into Thum's Cyclopean face.
Several of the prisoners gasped when they saw that
almost featureless face crack under the terrible impact. The
blow that could instantly kill a giant thoat split open Thum's
face and drew forth a dark, slow river of ghastly blood. By
ordinary human standards, he should have died, yet it was
only then that it came to the monster's stunned senses that
he would have to defend his life against this unsuspected
demon of a white man who but a moment before had been his
intended victim.
Instead of lying there in bloody, broken dissolution,
Thum rumbled an incoherent warning and rose slowly to his
feet with the apeman clinging to him.
"Tarzan!" cried Kar Komak. "He is synthetic, not human!
No part of him can die except by complete dismemberment
and starvation or by fire! Don not try to destroy him! Break
away!"
Too late did this warning come to the apeman, however,
for he now found himself pinned against Thum's giant chest
in a cold, dead grip of granite, so ponderous and immovable
did it seem. Yet he struggled mightily to get his own arms
inside that grip before the life should be crushed from him.
Slowly, inch by inch, as though he were bending iron bars, he
thrust his arms up under him agains Thum's body, to where
he could start bracing back, and when finally he was ready, he
pushed outward against his adversary with a savage burst of
energy, almost blacking out with the effort. As he did so,
Thum's great arms yielded, and Tarzan broke free, hurtling
to the opposite end of the dungeon.
Thum stood there breathing heavily, his broken, bleeding
face impossible to decipher, but his huge, single eye held
fast upon the figure of his antagonist. As the apeman rose
again to his feet, Kar Komak suddenly stepped into Thum's
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