"I came in search of you, but found the Queen instead," replied Tarzan; "and I was just asking her to intercede in behalf of my friends."
"I think you lie," said Herat , "for, while I don't know you, I know my queen. I think I shall let you fight two lions."
"Her Majesty is blameless," said the ape-man. "She was very angry because I came."
"She looked more frightened at my sudden appearance than angry," observed Herat .
"You are most unfair to me, Herat ," accused Mentheb. "And you are also unfair to this man, who speaks the truth."
"How am I unfair to him?" demanded the King.
"Because you have already promised that it should be one lion," she explained.
"I can change my mind," grumbled the King; "and, anyway, I do not see why you should be so concerned in the matter. You but substantiate my suspicions, and cause me to recall the young warrior whom I had to send to the arena last year. I had hoped that you would permit me to forget him."
Mentheb subsided into a pout, and Herat ordered Tar-zan back to his quarters. "The lions have been starved," he said. "They will be quite hungry tomorrow."
"You should not starve your fighting lions, Herat ," said Tarzan. "Starvation weakens them."
"They will still be able to give a good account of themselves," replied the King, "for starvation will make them more ravenous and ferocious. Now, go!"
It was near noon the next day that two warriors came to conduct Tarzan to the arena. Thetan had already gone to join the King and Queen in the royal box, after having assured the condemned man of his chagrin at the unfortunate outcome of the whole adventure into Thobos.
As Tarzan walked to the center of the arena and stopped, Herat turned to his Queen. "Your taste is excellent, Mentheb," he said; "the man is indeed a magnificent specimen. It is too bad that he must die."
"And I must compliment you on your good taste," replied the Queen, "for the woman also is a splendid specimen. It is too bad that she must die," and thus Herat learned that Mentheb had heard about his visit to Magra. The King looked most uncomfortable, for Mentheb had taken no pains to lower her voice; and the nobles about them overheard; so he was very glad as he saw the two lions slink into the arena.
Tarzan saw them, too. They were big lions, and he realized that his visit to Mentheb might cost him his life. One lion he might have conquered, but how could any man withstand the attack of two such mighty beasts? He realized that this was not intended to be a contest, but an execution; yet, as the lions approached, he showed no fear. One lion came directly toward him, while the other stood for a few moments looking about the arena; and when the latter started to follow his companion he was quite some distance behind him. It was this that suggested to Tarzan the only plan that he thought might prove successful against them. Had they charged simultaneously, he felt that there would have been no hope for him.
Suddenly, the leading lion made a rush and reared above the ape-man. Herat leaned forward, his lips parted, his eyes dilated. Above all things he loved a good kill; he liked to see blood spilled and bodies mauled. Mentheb stifled a scream.
Tarzan sprang to one side and leaped behind the lion; then he seized it and swung it above his head, wheeling about again as the second lion charged.
"What strength!" marvelled Thetan.
"I am almost sorry that I pitted him against two lions," exclaimed Herat . "He really deserved a better fate."
"What?" sneered Mentheb. "Three lions?"
"I don't mean that," said Herat , irritably. "I mean that such a man deserves better than death."
"Name of Isis !" exclaimed Thetan. "Look at him now!"
Tarzan had hurled the first lion into the face of the one that was charging, and both were down on the stone flagging of the arena.
"Incredible!" exclaimed Mentheb. "If he survives, the girl may live."
"And if he survives, I swear that he shall have his freedom," cried Herat , "but I'm afraid there's no hope for him. They'll both be at him in a moment."
In her excitement, Mentheb had risen and was leaning over the parapet. "Look! They are fighting one another!"
It was as Tarzan had believed that it would be. One lion, thinking that the other had attacked him, tore into his fellow; and with hideous roars and growls, the two fell upon one another, rending with powerful talons and giant fangs.
"The man has not only marvellous strength but great cunning," said Herat .
"He is superb," exclaimed the Queen.
As the two lions fought, they moved nearer and nearer to the royal box, until its occupants had to lean far over the parapet to watch them. Tarzan, too, had moved back; and was standing just below the box. In her excitement, Mentheb lost her balance and toppled over the parapet. At her frightened scream, the ape-man looked up just in time to catch her in his arms as she dropped toward him. Realizing the woman's danger in the event that one of the lions dispatched the other or the two should cease fighting and turn their savage attention upon their natural enemies, Tarzan started toward the doorway through which he had entered the arena, shouting to Herat to order it opened.
All was confusion and chaos in the royal box. Herat was shouting commands and warriors were rushing down toward the entrance to the arena, but they were to be too late. With a final shake of the dead body of his weaker antagonist, the victorious lion turned with a savage roar and charged after Tarzan and the Queen. There was no time now in which to reach the doorway; and the ape-man, lowering Mentheb to her feet, turned with drawn knife to meet the oncoming carnivore. Growling, he crouched; and Mentheb felt her flesh turn cold in horror.
"That lion will kill them both!" cried Herat —"he is a devil."
"So is the man," said Thetan.
Mentheb stood paralyzed by the bestial ferocity of the scene; and before the warriors had reached the doorway to rescue her, the lion was upon Tarzan. Eluding the flailing talons, the ape-man seized the black mane and swung to the beast's back, driving his knife into the tawny side. Roaring horribly, the lion threw itself about in an endeavor to dislodge the man-thing from its back; and the growls of the ape-man mingled with those of the carnivore, until Mentheb scarcely knew which one to fear the most.
At last the knife found the savage heart, the beast rolled over upon its side, and with a final convulsive shudder, died; then Tarzan placed a foot upon the body of his kill; and, raising his face to the sky, voiced the weird victory cry of the bull ape; and Mentheb, the Queen, stood in helpless fascination as her warrior nobles rushed to her rescue.
"He is a demon," exclaimed Herat , "—or a god!"
Mentheb commanded Tarzan to accompany her before Herat . She was still too shaken to do more than thank him feebly; and when she reached the box, she sank into a chair.
"You have saved my Queen," said the King, "and thus won your freedom doubly. You may remain in Tho-bos or you may go, as you wish."
"There is still another condition to be fulfilled," Tarzan reminded the King.
"What is that?" asked Herat .
"I must go to Ashaix and bring you Brulor and Ms casket," replied Tarzan.
"You have done enough," said Herat ; "let your friends do that."
"No," replied Tarzan. "I shall have to go. Neither of the others could accomplish anything. Perhaps I cannot; but I shall have a better chance, and Gregory's daughter and my best friend are there."
"Very well," assented Herat , "but we'll give you any assistance you wish. It's a task that one man cannot accomplish alone."
"Nor a hundred," said Mentheb. "We should know, who have tried it so often."
"I shall go alone," said Tarzan. "If I need help, I'll come back for it."
Chapter 22
SELF-SATISFIED, CONTENTED, Atan Thome lounged at his ease in an apartment in the palace of Queen Atka at Ashair, while Lal Taask paced the floor nervously.