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Vika still lay unconscious in my arms and I had folded her robes about her in order to protect her face and eyes and throat from the rock dust below. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 32, Sentence #216)

Parp, I recalled, with Kusk, had refused to implant me, and had formed a portion of the underground which had resisted Sarm. When he had first spoken to me I knew now he would have been under the control of Priest-Kings, that his control net would have been activated and his words and actions dictated, at least substantially, from the Scanning Room below, but now the Scanning Room, like most of the Nest, was demolished, and even if it had not been, there were none who would now care to activate his net. Parp would now be his own master. Vika still lay unconscious in my arms and I had folded her robes about her in order to protect her face and eyes and throat from the rock dust below. I walked before the throne of Priest-Kings. "Greetings, Cabot," said a voice. I looked up and saw Parp, puffing on his pipe, sitting calmly on the throne. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)