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I then saw his body dive past, scrambling under the wagon. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #312)

Suddenly I saw the faces of the men fighting me turn from rage to fear. They turned and ran from the gate. "It would now be well," said Harold, "to take refuge under the wagon". I then saw his body dive past, scrambling under the wagon. I threw myself to the ground and rolled under with him. Almost instantly there was a wild cry, the war cry of the Tuchuks, and the first five kaiila leaped from outside the gate onto the top of the wagon, finding firm footing on what I had taken to be simple rain canvas, but actually was canvas stretched over a load of rocks and earth, accounting for the incredible weight of the wagon, and then bounded from the wagon, two to one side, two the other, and the middle rider actually leaping from the top of the wagon to the dust beyond the harnessed bosk. In an instant another five and then another and another had repeated this maneuver and soon, sometimes with squealing of kaiila and dismounting of riders as one beast or another would be crowded between the gates and the others, a Hundred and then another Hundred had hurtled howling into the city, black lacquered shields on the left arms, lance seized in the right hand. - (Nomads of Gor)