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Updated: May 15, 2025
From The High Tower its cool voice floated across the city of Manator and above the babel of human discords rising from the crowded mass that filled the seats of the stadium below.
There they look upon jetan as a martial sport here it is but butchery. And U-Thor is opposed to the ancient slave raids and to the policy that keeps Manator forever isolated from the other nations of Barsoom; but U-Thor is not jeddak and so there is no change." The two girls watched the column moving up the broad avenue from The Gate of Enemies toward the palace of O-Tar.
"Shall he stand with impunity upon the throne of Manator whilst we squabble about our ruler?" "It is through his bravery that you have learned the cowardice of O-Tar," replied I-Gos, "and through him you will be given a greater jeddak." "We will choose our own jeddak. Seize and slay the slave!" There were cries of approval from all parts of the room.
To enter this portion of the palace at all had required all the courage they possessed, and now that they were within the very chambers of O-Mai their nerves were pitched to the highest key another turn and they would snap; for the people of Manator are filled with weird superstitions.
The warriors looked sheepishly at the food upon their plates of gold. O-Tar snapped his fingers impatiently. "Be there only cravens among the chiefs of Manator?" he cried. "Repeatedly have these presumptuous slaves flouted the majesty of your jeddak. Must I command one to go and fetch them?" Slowly a chief arose and two others followed his example, though with ill-concealed reluctance.
Ghek might have remained in the nest for a long time, since there was ample food for many days; but he did not do so. Instead he explored the burrows. He followed them into many subterranean chambers of the city of Manator, and upward through walls to rooms above the ground.
Two thousand years have passed since I broke my shell and always rush, rush, rush, yet I cannot see that aught has been accomplished. Manator is the same today as it was then except the girls. We had the girls then. There was one that I gained upon The Fields of Jetan. Ey, but you should have seen " "Lead on!" cried Turan. "After we are at work you shall tell us of her."
They pick their own players, usually the best of their own warriors and slaves, if they be powerful men who possess such, or their friends may volunteer, or they may obtain prisoners from the pits. These are games indeed the very best that are seen. Often the great chiefs themselves are slain." "It is within this amphitheater that the justice of Manator is meted, then?" asked Tara.
Tasor an under-padwar in the guard of O-Tar, Jeddak of Manator! It was inconceivable and yet it was he; there could be no doubt of it. "Tasor," Gahan repeated aloud. "But it is no Manatorian name." The statement was half interrogatory, for Gahan's curiosity was aroused. He would know how his friend and loyal subject had become a Manatorian.
"Of this, the second game of the first day of the Jeddak's Games in the four hundred and thirty-third year of O-Tar, Jeddak of Manator, the Princesses of each side shall be the sole stakes and to the survivors of the winning side shall belong both the Princesses, to do with as they shall see fit.
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