Tarzan: The Ultimate Prize

Tarzan continues his search through the jungle. The day has become steamy and hot. The equatorial sun burns down through the tangled foliage. The Jungle Lord’s muscular body is glistening with sweat. After his encounter with the natives, Tarzan finds himself sluggish and a bit tired. “That battle took something out of me,” he thinks to himself. “I’d much rather be swimming naked in the lake with John.”

Tarzan finds another clearing and decides to stop momentarily and rest. He props himself up against the trunk of a tree, finding comfort and relief in the shade. He cannot shake the odd, tired feeling that radiates throughout his hard body. But he cannot ponder such things for long. He must find Sayo and rid the jungle of his treacherous presence.