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A crowd have gathered to watch the fight. As you strike the fatal blow, a cheer goes up and they surge forward like vultures, eager to pick the corpse clean. You and your horse are shouldered aside by the greedy mob as they strip the dead man of all his belongings.

Repulsed by their behaviour you quickly turn and ride away from the degrading spectacle.

Turn to 279.

Text copyright © 1985 Joe Dever.
Illustrations copyright © 1985 Gary Chalk.