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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Warlord of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: directly in my face by the woman.
I did not understand then the meaning of Matai Shang's rage or
Phaidor's pleasure, but I knew that neither boded good for me.
A moment later I was upon the backs of the yellow men,
and as the red men of Helium saw me above the shoulders of
their antagonists a great shout rang through the corridor,
and for a moment drowned the noise of battle.
"For the Prince of Helium!" they cried. "For the Prince of Helium!"
The Warlord of Mars |
