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I could now hear some angry cries of men, the sound of blows. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #167)

The judge's bar rang three times, signaling that the tarns were coming to the track for the next race. I had hardly walked more than fifty yards through the crowd when I heard a frightened scream, that of a girl, coming from the dark ramp down which Phyllis had disappeared. I then pushed and shoved my way through men and women, tumbling a vendor to the left, and raced to the passageway. I could now hear some angry cries of men, the sound of blows. I bounded down the ramp, three turns, and managed to seize a fellow by the neck and arm and fling him some dozen feet to the next landing below, who had been rushing on Ho-Sorl from behind. Ho-Sorl meanwhile was lifting one fellow over his head and hurling him down the ramp. On both the left and the right side there lay a battered, senseless fellow. - (Assassin of Gor)