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sh and life； and the living beasts walked the earth as they walked it when time was young。 But the wizards wove a spell that kept them in the forest and they came not into the plain。
〃So for many centuries the people of Xuchotl dwelt in their city； cultivating the fertile plain； until their wise men learned how to grow fruit within the city…fruit which is not planted in soil； but obtains its nourishment out of the air…and then they let the irrigation ditches run dry and dwelt more and more in luxurious sloth； until decay seized them。 They were a dying race when our ancestors broke through the forest and came into the plain。 Their wizards had died； and the people had forgot their ancient necromancy。 They could fight neither by sorcery nor the sword。
〃Well； our fathers slew the people of Xuchotl； all except a hundred which were given living into the hands of Tolkemec； who had been their slave； and for many days and nights the halls re…echoed to their screams under the agony of his tortures。
〃So the Tlazitlans dwelt here； for a while in peace； ruled by the brothers Tecuhltli and Xotalanc； and by Tolkemec。 Tolkemec took a girl of the tribe to wife； and because he had opened the gates； and because he knew many of the arts of the Xuchotlans； he shared the rule of the tribe with the brothers who had led the rebellion and the flight。
〃For a few years； then； they dwelt at peace within the city； doing little but eating； drinking； and making love； and raising children。 There was no necessity to till the plain； for Tolkemec taught them how to cultivate the air…devouring fruits。 Besides； the slaying of the Xuchotlans broke the spell that held the dragons in the forest； and they came nightly and bellowed about the gates of the city。 The plain ran red with the blood of their eternal warfare； and it was then that…〃 He bit his tongue in the midst of the sentence； then presently continued； but Valeria and Conan felt that he had checked an admission he had considered unwise。
〃Five years they dwelt in peace。 Then〃…Olmec's eyes rested briefly on the silent woman at his side…〃Xotalanc took a woman to wife； a woman whom both Tecuhltli and old Tolkemec desired。 In his madness； Tecuhltli stole her from her husband。 Aye； she went willingly enough。 Tolkemec； to spite Xotalanc； aided Tecuhltli。 Xotalanc demanded that she be given back to him； and the council of the tribe decided that the matter should be left to the woman。 She chose to remain with Tecuhltli。 In wrath Xotalanc sought to take her back by force； and the retainers of the brothers came to blows in the Great Hall。
〃There was much bitterness。 Blood was shed on both sides。 The quarrel became a feud； the feud an open war。 From the welter three factions emerged…Tecuhltli； Xotalanc； and Tolkemec。 Already； in the days of peace； they had divided the city between them。 Tecuhltli dwelt in the western quarter of the city； Xotalanc in the eastern； and Tolkemec with his family by the southern gate。
〃Anger and resentment and jealousy blossomed into bloodshed and rape and murder。 Once the sword was drawn there was no turning back； for blood called for blood； and vengeance followed swift on the heels of atrocity。 Tecuhltli fought with Xotalanc； and Tolkemec aided first one and then the other； betraying each faction as it fitted his purposes。 Tecuhltli and his people withdrew into the quarter of the western gate； where we now sit。 Xuchotl is built in the shape of an oval。 Tecuhltli； which took its name from its prince； occupies the western end of the oval。 The people blocked up all doors connecting the quarter with the rest of the city； except one on each floor； which could be defended easily。 They went into the pits below the city and built a wall cutting off the western end of the catabs； where lie the bodies of the ancient Xuchotlans； and of those Tlazitlans slain in the feud。 They dwelt as in a besieged castle； making sorties and forrays on their enemies。
〃The people of Xotalanc likewise fortified the eastern quarter of the city； and Tolkemec did likewise with the quarter by the southern gate。 The central part of the city was left bare and uninhabited。 Those empty halls and chambers became a battleground； and a region of brooding terror。
〃Tolkemec warred on both clans。 He was a fiend in the form of a human； worse than Xotalanc。 He knew many secrets of the city he never told the others。 From the crypts of the catabs he plundered the dead of their grisly secrets…secrets of ancient kings and wizards； long forgotten by the degenerate Xuchotlans our ancestors slew。 But all his magic did not aid him the night we of Tecuhltli stormed his castle and butchered all his people。 Tolkemec we tortured for many days。〃
His voice sank to a caressing slur； and a faraway look grew in his eyes； as if he looked back over the years to a scene which caused him intense pleasure。
〃Aye； we kept the life in him until he screamed for death as for a bride。 At last we took him living from the torture chamber and cast him into a dungeon for the rats to gnaw as he died。 From that dungeon； somehow； he managed to escape； and dragged himself into the catabs。 There without doubt he died； for the only way out of the catabs beneath Tecuhltli is through Tecuhltli； and he never emerged by that way。 His bones were never found and the superstitious among our people swear that his ghost haunts the crypts to this day； wailing among the bones of the dead。 Twelve years ago we butchered the people of Tolkemec； but the feud raged on between Tecuhltli and Xotalanc； as it will rage until the last man； the last woman is dead。
〃It was fifty years ago that Tecuhltli stole the wife of Xotalanc。 Half a century the feud has endured。 I was born in it。 All in this chamber； except Tascela； were born in it。 We expect to die in it。
〃We are a dying race； even as were those Xuchotlans our ancestors slew。 When the feud began there were hundreds in each faction。 Now we of Tecuhltli number only these you see before you； and the men who guard the four doors： forty in all。 How many Xotalancas there are we do not know； but I doubt if they are much more numerous than we。 For fifteen years no children have been born to us； and we have seen none among the Xotalancas。
〃We are dying； but before we die we will slay as many of the men of Xotalanc as the gods permit。〃
And with his weird eyes blazing； Olmec spoke long of that grisly feud； fought out in silent chambers and dim halls under the blaze of the green fire…jewels； on floors smoldering with the flames of hell and splashed with deeper crimson from severed veins。 In that long butchery a whole generation had perished。 Xotalanc was dead； long ago； slain in a grim battle on an ivory stair。 Tecuhltli was dead； flayed alive by the maddened Xotalancas who had captured him。
Without emotion Olmec told of hideous battles fought in black corridors； of ambushes on twisting stairs； and red butcheries。 With a redder； more abysmal gleam in his deep dark eyes he told of men and women flayed alive； mutilated and dismembered； of captives howling under tortures so ghastly that even the barbarous Cimmerian grunted。 No wonder Techotl had trembled with the terror of capture！ Yet he had gone forth to slay if he could； driven by hat that was stronger than his fear。 Olmec spoke further； of dark and mysterious matters； of black magic and wizardry conjured out of the black night of the catabs； of weird creatures invoked out of darkness for horrible allies。 In these things the Xotalancas had the advantage； for it was in the eastern catabs where lay the bones of the greatest wizards of the ancient Xuchotlans； with their immemorial secrets。
Valeria listened with morbid fascination。 The feud had bee a terrible elemental power driving the people of Xuchotl inexorably on to doom and extinction。 It filled their whole lives。 They were born in it； and they expected to die in it。 They never left their barricaded castle except to steal forth into the Halls of Silence that lay between the opposing fortresses； to slay and be slain。 Sometimes the raiders returned with frantic captives； or with grim tokens of victory in fight。 Sometimes they did not return at all； or returned only as severed limbs cast down before the bolted bronze doors。 It was a ghastly； unreal nightmare existence these people lived； shut off from the rest of the world； caught together like rabid rats in the same trap； butchering one another through the years； crouching and creeping through the sunless corridors to maim and torture and murder。
While Olmec talked； Valeria felt the blazing eyes of Tascela fixed upon her。 The princess seemed not to hear what Olmec was saying。 Her expression； as he narrated victories or defeats； did not mirror the wild rage or fiendish exultation that alternated on the faces of the other Tecuhltli。 The feud that was an obsession to her clansmen seemed meaningless to her。 Valeria found her indifferent callousness more repugnant than Olmec's naked ferocity。
〃And we can never leave the city；〃 said Olmec。 〃For fifty years on one has left it except those…〃 Again he checked himself。
〃Even without the peril of the dragons；〃 he continued； 〃we who were born and raised in the city would not
