Tarzan: The Ultimate Prize

Tarzan staggers into the clearing, thankful for the brief reprieve from struggling through the underbrush of the jungle. His usually powerful limbs have grown weary, his mind foggy. He cannot understand what is happening. He has fought many natives before, but this has never been the result. Suddenly he sees a young man standing in the clearing smiling at him.

“You seem unsteady, Tarzan. Are you feeling all right, my friend? My name is Sayo, as I’m sure you’ve already figured out. Here, let me help you.”

“I am not your friend,” replies Tarzan angrily.

“That may be, Tarzan, but I can assure you that I will know you intimately very soon.” An evil grin crosses Sayo’s face.