Brule sprang forward, crouched like a leopard. "Ka nama kaa lajerama!" his voice cracked through the sinister silence of the room and the foremost councilor recoiled, hand flashing to his robes; and like a spring released Brule moved and the man pitched headlong to the glint of his sword--headlong he pitched and lay still while his face faded and became the head of a mighty snake.
"Slay, Kull!" rasped the Pict's voice. "They be all serpent men!"