For weeks, the assassin known as THE SON OF THE TOOTH tracked his quarry across the wilds to the frontier trade city of Khoraja. There, he secretly watched Conan of Cimmeria through brawls, revelry, and a brutal morning reckoning that left three hired swords dead in the city streets. The more the Son observed, the more the Cimmerian confounded him. Here was no mystic, no strategist, just a man of savage instinct and audacious confidence. All that remained was for the hired killer to fulfil his duty.
But Conan had spotted the assassin's shadow from the very first night. Sword already drawn, he lured the Son into a dark alley... and now hunter and hunted face each other at last!
