siss

Hit em again—knock em out—smash—bang—never say die—hear em yell—do it again—siss—boom—ah!

And in the night, early before the moon rose, the lion came and took the girl of Siss the Tracker.

Little they knew how near he was as they tracked off in single file towards the hills, with Siss the Tracker leading them.

But the old woman dared not go on wreaking herself on the child Siss befriended.

It ripped Ugh-lomi's guarding arm and the club came down in a counter that Siss was never to understand.