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How could Ar, I asked myself, compete with such men and ships upon the mighty Vosk? Laughable were the miserable, squat ships of Ar's Station when compared with the sleek carnivores of Port Cos or, indeed, those of Ragnar Voskjard. - (Guardsman of Gor, Chapter 4, Sentence #169)

Signal horns sounded frantically. Ships struggled, crowded together, trapped in the wedge, to come about. Again, and again, hunting as single marine predators, the Tais and her sisters, prowling the outskirts of that confused, sluggish city of wood, almost at will, almost fastidiously, selected their victims. How could Ar, I asked myself, compete with such men and ships upon the mighty Vosk? Laughable were the miserable, squat ships of Ar's Station when compared with the sleek carnivores of Port Cos or, indeed, those of Ragnar Voskjard. "The Tais has made her third kill!" cried a man. There was cheering upon the Tina. On each of the ships of Ar's Station there were long, heavy sets of planks, fastened together by transverse crosspieces. - (Guardsman of Gor)