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Scarce had the device broken to the faint breeze ere the bow of the Thuria dropped at a sharp angle toward the ground. "Can you navigate her?" asked Carthoris of Thuvia. The girl nodded. "I am going to try to take the survivors aboard," he continued. "It will need both Kar Komak and myself to man the guns while the Kaolians take to the boarding tackle.
Good-bye," and he knelt at her feet, raising a bit of her harness to his lips. The girl reached out a hand and laid it upon the thick black hair of the head bent before her. Softly she asked: "Where are you going, Carthoris?" "With Kar Komak, the bowman," he replied. "There will be fighting and forgetfulness."
All their attention was occupied by the attackers even the guard had deserted the prisoners to join in the battle. "Come!" whispered Kar Komak. "Now may we escape while their attention is diverted from us by my bowmen." "And leave those brave fellows leaderless?" cried Carthoris, whose loyal nature revolted at the merest suggestion of such a thing. Kar Komak laughed.
Tario's long suggestions had at last prevailed, and Kar Komak had become a reality in the world of men; but my harness and my weapons had faded away with my fellows, leaving me naked and unarmed in a hostile country far from Lothar." "You wish to return to Lothar?" asked Carthoris. "No!" replied Kar Komak quickly. "I have no love for Tario. Being a creature of his mind, I know him too well.
Compare the name 'Belit-seri, 'mistress of the fields, as the name of a goddess who belongs to the pantheon of the lower world. See p. 588. IIR. 61, nos. 1, 2, 6. Text, Kar, i.e., 'dam, 'wall, or 'quay. IIR. 50, l. 8. Bezold Catalogue, etc., p. 1776. Lit., 'enclosure. See Bezold Catalogue, etc., p. 1776 and elsewhere. E.g., IIR. 54-60; IIIR. 67-69; VR. 43, 46. IIR. 60, no. 1, obverse.
One thing know for certain: do not slay him in open fight, for there are enough men to avenge him. Do not slay Illugi if you can help it. I fear that my counsel may not appear altogether Christian." Halldor then gave him six men; one was named Kar, another Thorleif, the third Brand. The names of the others are not mentioned.
How long he lay there senseless he could not guess; but when he opened his eyes again he was alone, except for the bodies of the dead green men and Dusarians, and the carcass of a great banth that lay half across his own. Thuvia was gone, nor was the body of Kar Komak among the dead. Weak from loss of blood, Carthoris made his way slowly toward Aaanthor, reaching its outskirts at dark.
He then pointed to several of his guests in turn, saying, "You, Ligra of Middlehouse, shall be offered as a sacrifice; and you, Kar of Griting; and you, Haldor of Skerding." Eight other of the nobles he named, and bade them prepare themselves for death. They all stood back aghast. King Olaf laughed at their craven fears. "Plainly do I see that you do not relish this proposal," he said.
Kar Komak turned toward the Heliumite, a grim smile upon his lips. "Why should we fight," he asked. "Against such fearful odds? There is another way a better way. Look!" He pointed toward the companion-way that led below deck. The green men, a handful of them, had already reached the Thuria's deck, as Carthoris glanced in the direction the Lotharian had indicated.
As the fellow drew closer, Carthoris halted to await his coming. He knew that the man was unarmed, and that he was apparently a Lotharian, for his skin was white and his hair auburn. He approached the Heliumite without sign of fear, and when quite close called out the cheery Barsoomian "kaor" of greeting. "Who are you?" asked Carthoris. "I am Kar Komak, odwar of the bowmen," replied the other.
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