Rahan. Episode One hundred and Seven. By Roger Lecureux. The Vampire Men. A Puke (TM) Comic.

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Rahan.

Episode One hundred and Seven.

By Roger Lecureux, drawn by Andre Cheret.

The Vampire Men.

Heavy clouds glided across the velvet of the night, masking and unmasking the moon.

The time of the round moon has finally returned! The time to fight! The time of blood!

May the spirits be favorable to the vampire-men, may they provide them with the drink of strength in abundance!

Page Two.

Start hunting tonight, “Vampire” brothers!
You only have time for the round moon to kill!
Put it to good use! To face the sad time of the pointed moon we will need blood!
Lots of blood!

Page Three.

The son of Crao, this morning, did not even have time to un-sheath his knife.
The tiger had sprung from the hides like lightning.

Rahan's first instinct was to protect his throat.
Rahan will not give up his life to you, “Striped Skin”!

The second, to tear his weapon from the lizard sheath.
Rahan only has one fang but it is as formidable as yours!

The ivory "Fang" penetrated the feline's flesh without reaching a vital point and this blow only increased his rage tenfold!

Page Four.

Crushed by the beast, Rahan struck again, desperately.
The man's panting mingled with the beast's growls.

She finally arched her back, struck by a blow to her heart.
Ra-ha-ha!

The victorious clamor of the son of Crao was prolonged by a groan of bitterness.
Once again he had to kill.
Kill to survive!

Other hunters must have acted like Rahan!
He had just seen the body of a second beast.

Two little ones were meowing next to this tigress.
It was to avenge his female that the Striped Skin attacked Rahan!

Page Five.

Rahan had nothing to do with your mother's death. Those who killed her have. Oh.

The tigress, whose throat was cut, seemed to have been drained of blood by a swarm of vampires.

But this proves that she perished under the hunters' spears!

Why did these hunters not take their game? Would they have killed for fun?

Perplexed, the son of Crao observed the thin skin found in the bushes, when.
Capture this “Vampire”! He will have to pay for this new carnage!

Page Six.

A “Vampire”?
What are you talking about? Rahan does not understand!
Do not deny it, "Fire Hair"! Only the "Vampires" wear similar skin!

And these massacred “Striped-Skins” are further proof!
Rahan killed the male to save his life!
The female was slaughtered by other hunters!

Do you think they would forgive Rahan for killing their mother?
The young tigers who rubbed against his legs exonerated the son of Crao.

Arko believes Rahan! May he be welcome among us!
You talk about it at your pleasure, Arko! You are not yet the leader of the clan!
And you neither, Broak!

Under the amused eye of Rahan, the three men competed for the honor of presenting him to their clan, of which each aspired to become leader!

Page Seven.

A little later.
You arrived among us at a bad time. Our leader is dead.

And Arko, Broak and Congh are constantly competing to replace him!
They are as brave, as loyal, as skillful as each other! Look!

The three men challenged each other with a bow.
Broak's arrow impaled a bird in mid-flight.
See then! Only Broak can be the commander!

He had not said these words before the arrows of his rivals hit the same bird during its fall!

Ha-ha-ha! Congh has no lessons to learn from anyone!

Arko had not commented on his feat.
The pretension of his companions irritated the son of Crao.

Page Eight.

It is not enough to be skilled with a bow!
A good hunter must also be good with other weapons!

Like this, for example!
Seizing an ax, Rahan aimed at the knot of a trunk!

Zlang!
And now, let us lend Rahan a spear and then a bow!

It was astonishing. The spear stuck in the wood of the axe.
And, the arrow in that of the spear!

When the ivory knife completed this masterful demonstration, an ovation rose up in which Arko, Broak and Congh themselves participated.

Page Nine.

Later.
You are the most skillful hunter my old eyes have ever seen!
You should advise us on how to select our chief!

No, grand-father!
A leader must be appointed by his own people!
Uh, Uh. I told you Arko, Broak and Congh are the same!
And then, and then.

We hesitate, because it has happened in the past that the elected leader took revenge on those who had spoken out against him.
Or by humiliating them.
Either by placing them during hunts in the most dangerous places.

It is good for a leader to be chosen by the greatest number.
But he should ignore the names of those who do not trust him.

Clamors suddenly interrupted the old man's thoughts.
Alert! Alert! The Vampires are attacking!

Page Ten.

While women and children took refuge under cover, the hunters confronted the attackers.

With their skin capes, these men were reminiscent of the "Rats-that-fly," these blood-sucking "Vampires"!
Very good, Arko!
But Congh will do better than you!

The Three “Chiefs” competed in earnest, and Rahan had no reason to envy them!

But their fierce resistance could not change the outcome of a fight where the vampire men had the advantage of surprise and numbers!

The blood of the round moon boils within us!
Jaipur will be proud of the clan!
The son of Crao and his companions were led towards a distant cliff which emerged from the foliage.

Page Eleven.

Vampires have a cruel custom.
Each time the sun returns, they spread throughout the forest

To slaughter and bleed all the beasts that they manage to surprise!

By drinking their blood they are convinced that the strength of the killed beasts is seeping into their bodies!
From other clans!
This unnecessary carnage is doing great harm to the hunters!

At daylight they reached the cliff hollowed out with niches.
Jaipur congratulates his brothers!
The blood of the round moon allowed them to capture their enemies!

The leader of the “Vampire Men” had seized the ivory knife.
Ha-ha-ha!
Your weapon could do nothing against our strength, “Fire hair”!

Page Twelve.

Because Rahan never uses it against “Those-Who-Walk-Upright”!
But if his hands were not tied.

Rahan would prove to the "vampires" that he does not need to drink blood to defeat Jaipur!

Argh!
Jaipur had struck with such violence that the son of Crao was thrown five steps away!
You will regret these sacrilegious words!

And the colossus rushed, pressing all its weight on his face.
Jaipur could crush your face like one.

He says no more.
Rahan's teeth could become a formidable weapon!
Argh!

Page thirteen.

And the grip of his hands, even when restrained, resisted powerfully.
They brutally twisted the thick ankle.
Argh!

And the brute, stunned, did not even realize what followed.
And you were talking about crushing Rahan's face?
Argh!

The tied fists fell like a double club!
Jaipur collapsed before the eyes of its stunned men.

You are going to die "Hair of fire"!
Usually we spare our captives.
Usually we only drink the blood of wild animals.

But we will make an exception for you!
You will have your throat cut next night!
Jaipur will drink your blood and your strength will become his!

Page Fourteen.

Rahan was isolated from the other captives and abandoned in one of the highest niches of the strange troglodyte village.
We had doubled our ties.

In a lower niche, Arko, Broak and Congh were free to move around.
By triumphing over Jaipur, Rahan showed the vampires the stupidity of their belief!

We must do everything to save him!
For once, Arko is right. But how to deliver him?

However.
Rahan will not let himself bleed like an animal!
The son of Crao had just imagined a way to join his companions.

But barely had he tied the vine to a “Step” of the ladder than.
Jaipur orders that your throat be slit immediately!

Page Fifteen.

With a sudden relaxation, Rahan threw himself into space, in front of the assegai!
Ra-ha-ha!

Suspended on the vine, he returned towards the cliff like a pendulum.

And he found himself as expected, with his companions!
Quickly! Quickly! Untie the bonds of Rahan!

Jaipur was vociferous.
“Fire hair” challenges us once again. Kill him!
Kill him and his friends!

Clamors rang out in the “Corridors.”
We can escape them with these lines, like you did!
Rahan will not abandon his knife to Jaipur!

Page Sixteen.

The son of Crao was already climbing the ladder to the upper "floor."
Go, brother, we will take care of these blood drinkers!

The “Vampires” that appeared in the niche.
They were expelled by an unusual route!
Argh!

And their leader had another surprise on his side.
This is your last daring, “Fire hair”!

Rahan avoided the blow.
But his dodge took him right to the edge of the niche.

As Jaipur charged him again, he only had the resource of dropping to the ground.

Page Seventeen.

Carried away by his momentum, Jaipur stumbled against his body. And.
Argh!

The fight stopped immediately.
The "Vampires" did not flinch when Rahan recovered his knife from the corpse of the one they had believed to be invulnerable.

The same evening.
The Vampires will no longer massacre our game! Rahan proved to them that the blood of wild animals.

Did not give them any power!
They will leave this territory!

And behind Congh the Chief, our clan will live happily!
That is enough!
Broak will make the clan happier than you!
You see, the bickering is starting again!

Page Eighteen.

No, grandfather!
You said.
“That to avoid any spirit of revenge, an elected leader should ignore those who opposed him!”

And Rahan just had an idea.

Let those who want Congh as their leader place a white pebble in this jar.
Supporters of Broak a black.
Arko's, a gray.
The one with the greatest number of stones of their color will be accepted as leader by the whole clan!
But he will always be ignorant of those who did not prefer him!

Rahan's suggestion rallied everyone.
This was why, shortly after, each member of the clan placed a pebble in the jar.

The son of Crao perhaps had a preference that he did not express.
Besides, he was confident. He had been able to appreciate the loyalty and courage of Arko, Broak and Congh.
He knew that this clan, whoever the elected leader was, would be well guided!