It took a fierce battle with the prehistoric Cro-Magnons, and a modern wrestling match with the Russian Bear, before Oogie, the Caveman, finally won beautiful Sala for his woman
weapons.... H'm! Maybe.... An idea had come to him, a silly idea. Yet if it succeeded....
"Come on, Ed," he said, turning to Finster. "Follow my lead, fellah. Otherwise...."
He didn't have to finish. The other understood.
* * * * *
Allerdyce felt the quiver in his legs and arms as they reached the top of the cleft. One look and he saw the enemy tribe was about to descend. They saw the two men at the same time. For a long moment the modern and the prehistoric stared at each other. It was the modern who made the first move:
"Men of Sobar!" Allerdyce shouted. "Hear me!"
There were a full fifty of them. Three of them stepped forward, spears held ready for the throwing. One of them was a giant of a man, a full seven feet tall and wide as a barn door.
"Who calls Sobar," the giant asked.
"I do," Allerdyce replied. "The messenger of the Great Spirit...." He hoped Sobar knew of this Great Spirit. "He has sent me because Sobar has displeased him...."