Jabari stomped Tarzan's back with the heel of his foot, knocking his opponent flat onto the hot grass. Kondo stood back and watched with pleasure as Jabari mounted the ape man's still-aching torso. With Tarzan pinned firmly to the ground, Njau and Zuberi grabbed hold of his wrists and held them up and back, applying pressure to his arms.
Tarzan could only grunt and moan helplessly as the natives took complete control of the fight. From the corner of his eye, Tarzan could see Jabari lift his powerful arms high overhead, and he knew what was about to come.
"No...! No...!!" he begged pathetically for the first time in years. The sound of Tarzan begging felt like music to the ears of the Mogu tribe. Yet they had no mercy for this man.