ROHANNA -The Lost City- #12
Posted: October 4th, 2026, 1:53 amAcarai Mountains. Same time.
From the confines of their prison cell..carved out of the rocky walls of a huge cavern..Clint Bronson could only stare in disbelief at the sight of the sprawling ruins of the lost city of El Dorado. Sir Godfrey's theories about the city had been right..it did exist..hidden deep in the heart of the mountains of southern Guyana for years. This was what the ancient Spanish conquistadors..and other explorers had been searching for for centuries...but El Dorado had eluded them all..remaining a myth until now.
After being captured by the Mocumbo...Clint, Sir Godfrey, Eleanor Tibbet and Rick Chase had been placed in this cell by the Amerindians.. On the way in..they had noticed the Mocumbo mining rocks made of pure gold..and they were preparing an archaic stone altar in the middle of the city ruins for some kind of ceremony. Clint knelt beside Sir Godfrey..whose health had been worsening since their capture.
"Sorry Clint my lad...I managed to find El Dorado..but it is a secret that may cost us our lives..." gasped Sir Godfrey.
"Maybe you old man..and you too Bronson...but not us!" quipped Rick Chase as he held hands with Sir Godfrey's traitorous daughter Eleanor. Only respect for Sir Godfrey and recognition of the seriousness of their plight prevented Clint from strangling Rick to death with his bare hands.
"Your greed got us into this mess!..Both of you!....You saw what they did to Von Trapp and his men...They will kill us to keep his place a secret..There's only one person capable of saving us from whatever fate these natives have planned for us..." said Clint. As he uttered those fateful words..the quartet heard loud cheers coming from the Mocumbo.
They went to the door of their prison to see what their captors were celebrating. Clint Bronson's heart sank at what he saw. Bound hands and feet to a long wooden pole..being carried by two Mocumbo Warriors..was Rohanna ..the Girl of the Guianas. The skimpy ocelot pelt bikini which normally..but barely..covered her shapely and muscular body was gone. It sickened Bronson to watch the natives touching the naked voluptuous and muscular shiny brown body of the unconscious jungle superwoman as she was brought into the city. Her long mane of black hair dragged on the ground as her head sagged backwards between her extended arms.
"You still think Tarzan Lady's gonna help us Bronson?!...Those savages knew how to take her out...Rohanna better be more concerned about what they're gonna do to her..than us.." smirked Rick Chase.
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From the confines of their prison cell..carved out of the rocky walls of a huge cavern..Clint Bronson could only stare in disbelief at the sight of the sprawling ruins of the lost city of El Dorado. Sir Godfrey's theories about the city had been right..it did exist..hidden deep in the heart of the mountains of southern Guyana for years. This was what the ancient Spanish conquistadors..and other explorers had been searching for for centuries...but El Dorado had eluded them all..remaining a myth until now.
After being captured by the Mocumbo...Clint, Sir Godfrey, Eleanor Tibbet and Rick Chase had been placed in this cell by the Amerindians.. On the way in..they had noticed the Mocumbo mining rocks made of pure gold..and they were preparing an archaic stone altar in the middle of the city ruins for some kind of ceremony. Clint knelt beside Sir Godfrey..whose health had been worsening since their capture.
"Sorry Clint my lad...I managed to find El Dorado..but it is a secret that may cost us our lives..." gasped Sir Godfrey.
"Maybe you old man..and you too Bronson...but not us!" quipped Rick Chase as he held hands with Sir Godfrey's traitorous daughter Eleanor. Only respect for Sir Godfrey and recognition of the seriousness of their plight prevented Clint from strangling Rick to death with his bare hands.
"Your greed got us into this mess!..Both of you!....You saw what they did to Von Trapp and his men...They will kill us to keep his place a secret..There's only one person capable of saving us from whatever fate these natives have planned for us..." said Clint. As he uttered those fateful words..the quartet heard loud cheers coming from the Mocumbo.
They went to the door of their prison to see what their captors were celebrating. Clint Bronson's heart sank at what he saw. Bound hands and feet to a long wooden pole..being carried by two Mocumbo Warriors..was Rohanna ..the Girl of the Guianas. The skimpy ocelot pelt bikini which normally..but barely..covered her shapely and muscular body was gone. It sickened Bronson to watch the natives touching the naked voluptuous and muscular shiny brown body of the unconscious jungle superwoman as she was brought into the city. Her long mane of black hair dragged on the ground as her head sagged backwards between her extended arms.
"You still think Tarzan Lady's gonna help us Bronson?!...Those savages knew how to take her out...Rohanna better be more concerned about what they're gonna do to her..than us.." smirked Rick Chase.
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