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I knew its age, the diminishment of its strength, that it had not raced in many years. Its feathers lacked the fiery sheen of the young tarn; its beak was not the gleaming yellow of the other birds, but a whitish yellow; its breathing was not that of the other birds; but its eyes were those of the unconquerable tarn, wild, black, fierce; gleaming with pride and fury; determined that no other bird nor beast shall stand before it. I feared for the strain on that old heart, redoubtable and valiant. "Beware!" cried my fellow, he with the crossbow, and I spun to catch the wrist of a man striking toward my back with a dagger. I broke his neck and threw him to the sand at the foot of the dividing wall. He was the man who had reported my presence to Cernus, he to whom Cernus had issued an order. I turned and regarded the box of the Ubar. - (Assassin of Gor)