The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Gods of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs:|
fighting was similar to that which had always marked me
on the field of combat.
Perhaps it was this vague likeness which made me love
the boy, while the awful havoc that his sword played amongst
the blacks filled my soul with a tremendous respect for him.
For my part, I was fighting as I had fought a thousand
times before--now sidestepping a wicked thrust, now stepping
quickly in to let my sword's point drink deep in a foeman's
heart, before it buried itself in the throat of his companion.
We were having a merry time of it, we two, when a great
body of Issus' own guards were ordered into the arena.
The Gods of Mars