Katon was eyeing him strangely. "Why do you want to know those things?"
"I will explain that after you have answered my questions."
The conversation that followed was carried on in low voices. Katon did most of the talking; from time to time Vulcar added details. Tharn did little more than listen attentively.
At last the cave-man expressed satisfaction. "I think it can be done," he said slowly. "There is one weakness they have not covered."
"What can be done?" Plainly, Katon was puzzled. "What is behind all this, Tharn?"
Tharn leaned forward. "We want two things—and so does every man in this room and the room across the hall. First: freedom. Second: death to Pryak! Are you with me?"
Vulcar made a face. "Either one is beyond our reach. What can a few unarmed men do against all Sephar?"
"What have we to lose?" demanded the Cro-Magnard. "All of us are supposed to die within the arena. If we must accept death, why not do so while trying to escape?"
Katon and Vulcar exchanged glances. It was evident neither had thought of it just that way before.