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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Gods of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: not see. The Thark sprang back to my side and forced me into
an adjacent doorway, where he told me to remain in hiding
until I could escape, making my way to Helium if possible.
"'There will be no escape for me now,' he said,
'for these be the Warhoon of the South. When they
have seen my metal it will be to the death.'
"Then he stepped out to meet them. Ah, my Prince, such
fighting! For an hour they swarmed about him, until the
Warhoon dead formed a hill where he had stood; but at last
they overwhelmed him, those behind pushing the foremost upon
him until there remained no space to swing his great sword.
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