Gridley needs to get his rifle back.
Sadly, while Thoar might be a fine looking specimen, his inner compass is quite faulty and safety lies in the other direction.
Spend a couple panels in Pelucidor and you’re in deep love.
And once again, the finest specimen ever seen does nothing to help in the physical confrontation.
Everybody keeps getting captured and escaping and captured again.
Over 19 centuries? He probably lives on salads.
That was one heck of a long way to tunnel.
Great news. Four more weeks and we are back on the surface!
It;s probably those people trying to dig their way out.
Boy, does Tarzan have to do everything?