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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: "Rise slaves!"
Only a single thin rank of men now stood between us
and Issus. Her face was blue with terror. Foam flecked
her lips. She seemed too paralysed with fear to move.
Only the youth and I fought now. The others all had
fallen, and I was like to have gone down too from a nasty
long-sword cut had not a hand reached out from behind
my adversary and clutched his elbow as the blade was
falling upon me. The youth sprang to my side and ran
his sword through the fellow before he could recover to
deliver another blow.
The Gods of Mars |
