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She crept to her feet, holding her hands before her face, and I could see her trying to see and yet protect her eyes from the glare. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 28, Sentence #67)

In the dome of the Vivarium, holding a Mul-Torch, I walked up the ramps to the fourth tier, noting that the cages had been emptied, but I suspected that there would be one that would have remained locked. And there was, and in this case though it had been seared as if an attempt had been made to open it, I found Vika of Treve. She crouched in the corner of the case away from the door in the darkness, and through the plastic I saw her in the blue radiance of the Mul-Torch. She crept to her feet, holding her hands before her face, and I could see her trying to see and yet protect her eyes from the glare. Even shorn she seemed to me incredibly beautiful, very frightened, in the brief plastic sheath that was the only garment allotted to female Muls. I took the metal key from the loop around my neck and turned the heavy mechanism of the case lock. I hurled the plastic partition upward opening the case. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)