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Updated: May 12, 2025
And there were Tars Tarkas, Jeddak of Thark, and Kantos Kan, my old-time friends, and leaping and tearing at my harness in the exuberance of his great love was dear old Woola frantic mad with happiness.
And now you are reported to have been plotting to escape with another prisoner of another race; a prisoner who, from her own admission, half believes you are returned from the valley of Dor. Either one of these accusations, if proved, would be sufficient grounds for your execution, but we are a just people and you shall have a trial on our return to Thark, if Tal Hajus so commands.
His demoralization was completed when the Sandeman said, "Good shooting, Ranger Medart. Do you want that last one, or may I take him?" "Neither," Medart replied. "He's hers give me a hand with Kennard." "Yes, sir." Nevan holstered his blaster, and the two men went to kneel by the fallen Ranger. Corina stopped in front of her former teacher. "You have seen and felt the truth, Thark.
"The only possibility I find marginally sound is that Irschchans who have the requisite abilities also have Talent, meaning they join the Order rather than entering Imperial service." "I suppose that is possible," Thark said thoughtfully. "If you are correct, the lack of Irschchan Rangers will soon be rectified. You will have to find out all the requirements as soon as possible, however.
That might be putting it a bit strongly, Medart thought but after her demonstration, it might also be the precise truth. She stared down at the table for what seemed like eons before she was able to answer. "No." Looking up, she continued. "You are correct. I will face Thark. But I see no need to do so as a Ranger." Tension built in the silent room as Corina thought. It wasn't fair, she felt.
And there is a great difference between ruling one race on one planet and ruling an Empire of thousands of worlds." "Less than you might think," Thark replied, pleased at her composure. A difference of opinion need not be disorderly, and her temper at times like this was uncertain. "We need only replace key people with our own most strongly Talented initiates.
"Is that not considerable progress since they found us only forty-three Standard years ago? Can you truly expect more so soon? We are only a small part of the Empire." "I cannot accept that," Thark growled. "We are being humiliated! We must even use human units of measurement. Standard years? Terran years is what you mean!" "Still "
They will adapt quickly, and they are powerful. You will have to use the few seconds the shields give you to stun or kill them. I will be no help there; Thark will be keeping me fully occupied. And I am sure there will be Sanctioners to deal with, as well as the Seniors." "Yeah. Well, if we're going to have any chance at all, we'd better find ourselves that assault group.
"If, as you say, we cannot fight empty air, Tars Tarkas," I replied, "neither, on the other hand, can empty air fight us. I, who have faced and conquered in my time thousands of sinewy warriors and tempered blades, shall not be turned back by wind; nor no more shall you, Thark."
Thark felt unexpected amusement. "I have committed enough dishonor, young warrior. I will not compound it by harming her. I wish only to destroy this blade, and so regain what I may of the honor I have lost." He held up the bloody dagger that had, so long ago, had his mind-pattern impressed on it. Nevan bowed. "I meant no disrespect, only to assure her safety." "As you should, and will."
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