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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Thuvia, Maid of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: that the same fate might overtake her.
The sight of the red warriors leaping from their fliers had,
for a moment, filled her with renewed hope--hope that Carthoris
of Helium might be only stunned and that they would rescue him;
but when she saw the Dusarian metal upon their harness,
and that they sought only to escape with her alone from
the charging Torquasians, she gave up.
Komal, too, was dead--dead across the body of the Heliumite.
She was, indeed, alone now. There was none to protect her.
The Dusarian warriors dragged her to the deck of the
nearest flier. All about them the green warriors surged
Thuvia, Maid of Mars |
