A FICTION HOUSE PRESS REPRINT: GOLD--AND DEATH! Price Durand's heart lifted as he hefted the great axe, Korlu. Ahead, across the desert, was a forbidding mountain, topped by a castle of marble and gold. Within that castle, the girl he loved was a prisoner. There was a scream of fright from somewhere beside him. A brilliant fan of rose and topaz light was lifting into the indigo sky ahead. In its rays a picture appeared. A gigantic yellow snake, vast as a cloud, coiled in the air above the mountain. Her body was as yellow as the snake, and it had something of the same slender, sinuous grace. Her full lips were voluptuous and cruel. Price Durand knew they were fated to meet in the flesh. It was part of a huge struggle in which science and sorcery were weirdly blended, the prize was incalculable--and no man could foresee the outcome!