Korak advanced to meet the monster. He, too, was growling. In his
mind a plan was revolving. To close with this powerful, untired
brute after having just passed through a terrific battle with
another of his kind would have been to tempt defeat. He must find
an easier way to victory. Crouching, he prepared to meet the charge
which he knew would soon come, nor did he have long to wait. His
antagonist paused only for sufficient time to permit him to recount
for the edification of the audience and the confounding of Korak a
brief resume of his former victories, of his prowess, and of what
he was about to do to this puny Tarmangani. Then he charged.
With clutching fingers and wide opened jaws he came down upon the
waiting Korak with the speed of an express train. Korak did not
move until the great arms swung to embrace him, then he dropped
low beneath them, swung a terrific right to the side of the beast's
jaw as he side-stepped his rushing body, and swinging quickly about
stood ready over the fallen ape where he sprawled upon the ground.
It was a surprised anthropoid that attempted to scramble to its
feet.
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