With a wildly beating heart, Valiant continued to run down the long dark tunnel. It was some time before he realised that the footsteps of his pursuers were falling further and further behind. After a while he was alone, somewhere deep under the mountain city. This must have been the way the robbers came, he thought bitterly, dragging their priceless treasure with them.

Suddenly / Then ahead of him, he made out a circle of pale light. His heart leaped: in the confusion of the attack he had managed to escape from the prisons of Tharq, the evil War Lord of Borod!! In a few seconds he was standing at the mouth of the tunnel looking out / up at the Martian night.

Below him lay / was a deep valley, surrounded by huge cliffs. The surface of the valley was covered with enormous trees. Their leaves were dark red and were thick with night flowers. In the black sky above him, the two moons of Mars shone with a strange brightness.

But somewhere out there were the thieves of Kedam, the same men who had just kidnapped Princess Pulkem of Vaja, unwilling guest of the evil War Lord – the beautiful princess who in happier times had given him his silver ring, which now reflected the light of the two moons of Mars.


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